WHY DO YOU HAVE TO WAIT THAT LONG?

This morning I found an interesting story in the book of John Of the miracle you performed at Lazarus tomb Your friend was sick, you acted like nothing was wrong You said he was sleeping, like death was nought His family expected you, they waited four days, that was long Why do you have to wait that long? You said this sickness is not unto death But here is Lazarus in the land of the dead You delayed the miracle and you said Lazarus was your friend? Martha said if you have been here, my brother won't be dead They trusted you or maybe you didn't care Why do you have to wait that long? But what amazed me is why you wept You waited four days, now you are crying like you care But I realized "It is for your glory" doesn't mean you didn't see our fears You knew how it ends and you genuinely care You knew it will work out for our good, yet you wept Why do you have to wait that long? Everything has the fear of death But you are the resurrection and the life, you raised Lazarus from death You are here with me, even in my distress In my stress I know in you I can find rest When I am troubled I can confess And say why do you have to wait that Long?