8 - Dreams

DREAMS

MARY: Joseph, come back to bed.
JOSEPH: I thought I heard something—
MARY: Please come back to bed—
JOSEPH: Do you need something?
MARY: Joseph…
JOSEPH: Anything?
MARY: It’s in your head. Nobody’s chasing us. No one is hunting us. We’re safe. Come back to bed.
JOSEPH: But it’s in my head.

JOSEPH:
Dreams—that’s how He communicates with me I mean GOD,
That’s how He shows me what will be an angel comes to me,
In the dead of night, tells me, “Get up; flee to Egypt.”
… “Alright.”

Never in my life have I had to work so hard to sleep
I’m used to working so hard, I can hardly keep
My eyes open—not to say I’m not exhausted
But to say I don’t feel lost and afraid would be absurd.

MARY:
You heard, what the angel said.
JOSEPH:
I know—
MARY:
You know, that these thoughts in your head are not strong enough
To overpower the power of God in your life, He’s guarding your life…
JOSEPH:
Gracious wife, I hear your words, but I’m not sure I can believe them deep enough to sleep enough to keep my mind at ease enough to keep you safe.
I need you safe… I need a minute alone…

God, I know You hear me… So here it goes… Look,
I’d be fine if You said to me “Joe, I’m sorry but you gotta go,
For the sake of the Child and Mary and you’ll always know
That I’m with you to guide and provide and protect you can bet
That I’ll be right there in your corner every second
Never wreck you on the rocks,
Never let you down so long as I’m around,
But even if I see fit to let you suffer, know you’re suffering, for the King,
The Lord of everything and if you die in His service
You’ll find that you go on to live with Me

But see, that’s not, how it happened not at all in fact, You backed,
Me into a corner and ordered me to take my wife and Child with me and
That’s the thing that worries me discourages me, cuz now

I’m fearing for them,
My helpless baby and my innocent bride in hiding for their lives
Just biding their time while I’m losing my mind just trying to find
The courage to protect and provide

I’d be fine on my own, if I knew that they were safe,
If I knew the Messiah would survive to redeem the human race
But how can I face, this dangerous place, this restless race
Against those, who want to see Your Son erased?

I need grace, a change of pace, a place, where I can lay down my wife and Child without fearing their fate—
Until that-day, I’m afraid I have to stay awake to make certain of their safety…
‘Cause if I don’t do it, who will?