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.”