An angel home bound

Today a son is laid to rest
undoubtedly his parents test.
Their hearts will ache forever more
as angels knocked upon their door
To quickly take into embrace
and leave but memories in his place.
A son not more that 15 years,
today his parents will shed tears.
they'll do their best to comprehend,
a heart that God alone will mend.
Each beat of love and endless grace
each pulse with every bat and base.
Those dreams of years not meant to be,
for God had other plans you see...
but blessed they were to share his smile
To have him for a little while
to hear him laugh and wipe his tears
if only for those 15 years
His room with all his things remain
yet life shall never be the same
Embraced by Jesus at God's side
in heaven he will now reside
and as those left behind will cry
this day they bid their last goodbye...
the heavens will rejoice in song,
for now they're one more angel strong.

Deo Volente
March 25, 2010.

deception

Not I said the fly
as he sat on the fence
so filled with pretence
certain that he would be believed
with the greatest intent to deceive
He gave a big beaming smile
with his own special style
and a wink that did make his eye spark
this fly had the heart of a shark
and although he insisted
the wise they resisted
knowing that the proof was in the cake ...
this fly was cloaked in icing for goodness sake.

Deo Volente
March 20, 2010

Not just a name

If you have ever wondered why I use the name Doe Volente then today you shall have your answer. It's simple really, I could say it's the name given to me at birth, after all it is and I have the birth certificate to prove it... but there is a greater reason and that is its meaning. For those who don't already know Deo Volente means God willing... isn't that beautiful. The idea that every thought, wish, hope, dream and step in life begins and ends with the leap of faith that says, it shall only be if God is willing gives me hope. I am what I consider "a humble believer" I pray in the stillness of my room and the quiet of my thoughts. This blog is merely another way of saying out loud the things that I ponder and I choose to end my thoughts with these words not only because they are my name but more importantly because they remind me that what shall be depends solely on the will of God and what could possibly be more powerful than that.

Deo Volente
March 10, 2010