Monday, May 29, 2000

Believer

I believe with all my heart
That this was meant to be.
God prepared my heart with a dream
Before bringing you to me.
Too many similarities to be
Simply coincidental,
Because the name of the boy
In my dream was Daniel.
Could’ve been anything
But it was your middle name.
Let’s not overlook
The white tee and blue jeans,
The flaxen hair and sad eyes,
Or the fervent prayer we said
As death was closing in.
The year 1984
And the verse Psalms 6.
All this four days before
I met you,
Shane.
A child in the eyes of the Lord
But an angel in mine.
Thank You, Jesus,
For letting me touch him
And pray with him, even before
I knew who You
Were bringing into my life.
Some days I think
It was by mistake
That such a great person
Was put on earth at all.
Maybe You just wanted
Him to reach out to people
And change their hearts
Before he was taken up
Again.
This time
For an eternity.
Shane Daniel,
Fallen angel,
I hear you calling,
“I’m right here,
Skateboarding in the clouds.
Hey, I’m okay,
So stop your weeping.
My Father is here
Taking care of me.”

Wednesday, May 10, 2000

Forever Fifteen

Always a child
Trapped in an age
Can’t grow up, ‘cause
You’re stuck on a page
In the book of life.

Sunday, May 7, 2000

Never

"When will God take the world apart?"
Will He lose faith in me?
Will He stop loving me?
Does He not hear me when I pray?
When I pray my soul to keep,
Has He forgotten about mine?
Sinners are destined for a place
I can’t say. Does God want me at
The head of that line?
For the answers to all these questions
There is only one word that we need -
That is the first word on this page -
The one that caught my eyes:
Never.
There’s one more thing I have to ask.
Why? After all the bad things I do?
I smile as I hear the whispered reply.
God says, “It’s very simple, my child,
Because I love you.”

Saturday, May 6, 2000

Jesus On The Counter

Jesus, there You are before us.
You see and You know all.
But how do we react?
Some ignore You; some wanna hate You.
The unreached and full of rage
Walk before You.
You go unacknowledged.
I cannot imagine the tears You’ve cried
For children so far from You.
But You have lit a flame in my heart
That refuses to perish.
I want to know You.
Your dwelling place is beautiful
And I long for it.
I promise You now -
I will take you down from the counter
And help Your presence enter those
Who need to want You more
Than life itself.