Joseph had a dream or two
That sent him on his way
And though the world caved in on him
God kept him every day.
He must have thought that things went wrong
And must have wondered why
Yet all along the way he went
God kept him by and by.
The dream that sent him on his way
Must have seemed a curse
But then it happened just as shown
As if a reading verse by verse.
Time is filled with many moments
And a life remembers some
With great joy
Or great pain
We hold such fleeting intensity
And forget how quickly
It is slipping through our fingers
I have always loved romance
It touches a part of my soul
That is rarely touched by anything else
And though I choose not to worship it
I realize that some gifts truly are special.
Just as people are special
And sometimes we even see it.
To forgive oneself requires faith
And this not faith in me
Let the words of Jesus sit
Deep within my bones.
Will there be dancing?
When I am gone will there be laughter?
When my imperfection has passed
Will there be hope in Jesus?
Let the music play
Let the candles light
Let the sun set
And on out to sea.