T H E M E A N T I M E

I think about Joseph And the waiting he did Kept his heart pure and for the first half of his life He had nothing to show for it I think about Sarah And the desert in her womb That when her husband came home saying God has promised it must have felt cruel And the Meantime's where I'm living now And I confess I don't know how to wait You say it will be better than The little plans my fickle heart can make But it's hard to give that reverence When I have no frame of reference for it You're saying there's much hope in this But right now hoping sure feels dangerous Yeah right now hoping sure feels dangerous I think about Joseph And the plans that You had The heights You had intended all along Must have seemed so far out of grasp I think about Sarah and the promise You kept Sure as hell wasn't her timing But You proved hope hadn't died, it merely slept But the Meantime's where I'm living now And I confess I don't know how to wait You say it will be better than The little plans my fickle heart can make But it's hard to give that reverence When I have no frame of reference for it You're saying there's much hope in this But right now hoping sure feels dangerous Yeah right now hoping sure feels dangerous You say waiting isn't dying But it's so hard to tell the difference sometimes So often it seems like there's no guarantees I need You to change my mind I think about Jesus in the garden at dusk Praying out His fear in drops of blood begging for You to take the cup But You didn't so He obeyed til He took His last breath But on a Sunday morn He showed us all what You intend to do with death --- T H E M E A N T I M E - Joshua Leventhal