T H E M E A N T I M E Lyrics

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