Showing posts with label Poem about the Death of My Child. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poem about the Death of My Child. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Wednesday's Woe - From Deep Joy to... Deepest Grief, in Seconds







Wednesday's Woe

From Deep Joy to... Deepest Grief, in Seconds




Relief was felt today as I was able to help my child
When I found the problem he had had, could be reconciled!
Great joy flooded down with such relief,
But then immediately to follow, an immense flood of grief...

Before I knew it the tears rained down;
In sadness over you, I began to drown...
The intensity of relief had triggered my tears...
Tears that then flashed me back to you across the years,
For, then, too, I was trying to help you...
But the end results exposed such a glaring discrepancy:
A helpful solution for him, but for you... the deepest tragedy.

For him today, I experienced a major break-through...
But for you that day, out of the raging Tahoe, your precious body broke through...


Such are the days of the child-loss mother:
Deep joy for one child can trigger deepest grief for another...










Picture - Thanks to www.facebook.com/Wings of Hope Living Forward

Poem - From Deep Joy to... Deepest Grief, in Seconds - Angie Bennett Prince - 09/10/2012


Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Wednesday's Woe - Are We All Ruined?







Wednesday's Woe
Are We All Ruined?




"Even if he didn't kill them, he still should die. He's ruined now that his sister is dead."
"By that same logic, I should die because my sister is dead, and I'm ruined."
~Sharp Objects: A Novel by Gillian Flynn, p. 236



Are we all ruined,
by your death I mean?
Living but scarred,
a terrible scene.
Parents and siblings,
death's toll it takes,
Living but dying,
attending our wakes.

Are we all ruined,
by your death I mean?
Parents and siblings
ever grieving, lives spent,
living our deaths,
a terrible scene...












Picture, thanks to photobucket.com

Poem - Are We All Ruined? - Angie Bennett Prince - 7/22/2012


Friday, July 13, 2012

Friday's Faith - How to See God's Love Amidst Our Child's Death...






Friday's Faith

How to See God's Love Amidst Our Child's Death...





I was starting to read my new novel from the library early this morning when I could not sleep. But first I read the preface poem; it stopped me in my tracks, and I knew I had to finish William Blake's poem… 

The first verse below is the poem by William Blake from Auguries of Innocence that prefaced my book Afterwards by brilliant author Rosamund Lupton whose prose itself reads more like poetry. The second two verses are mine. May you enjoy, and better yet, may you be ministered to by God's love that ever buttresses our hearts amidst our deep grief…



To See God's Love…


To see a world in a grain of sand
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand 
And eternity in an hour.


To see God's love in the life of a man
And His Heaven in the face of a child,
Watch the tiny bird held in the palm of His hand,
And the delight of love light up in the face of the man's grandchild.


To see God's love for mine and your child,
Look at the life that to you was born;
Though we may not see them for quite a long while,
He holds them There for us till our night breaks through to Morn.










Picture, thanks to "Angels on Loan"
Poem - Verse One, by William Blake from Auguries of Innocence, as quoted in Afterwards by Rosamund Lupton
Poem - Verses One and Two - To See God's Love - Angie Bennett Prince - July 13, 2012

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Wednesday's Woe - Heavenly Labor: My Dream of two days ago...






Wednesday's Woe


Heavenly Labor:

My Dream of two days ago...




I dreamt I was talking to God

And assuring Him my labor wasn't hard

Though other mothers complained of pain,

All I could remember was my happy gain!


Then all at once "it" came upon me...

A deep and abiding grief

Wrenching the heart both in sleep

And awake, the pain was oh-so-deep.


The soul-deep cry, this time, no tears evoked

In my awakened state as it has through these years before,

But it made such a strong impact on me...

That I awakened, and realized God's message to me:


There is a "new labor" I am in, it dawned on me...



Perhaps just as some of us are called into earthly labor,

Perhaps others of us are called also into "Heavenly labor":

Birthing one onto earth is such a miracle, even if somewhat painful;


Birthing one into Heaven is, "hell on earth" though eternally gainful.



If due to our ultimate joy, labor is not remembered after birth,

So Heavenly Labor will not be remembered after earth,

And oh, what joy the first labor brings

After hours and hours of laboring;

So can you imagine the avalanche of joy

That will sweep us o'er

After years and years of all th' tears we did employ?



When we see our child, happy upon a cloud,

Our joy we'll exclaim in a thunderous shout!

Earthly birth is a Heavenly gift indeed,

But Heavenly birth unleashes angelic stampede!




We remember before our God and Father your work produced by faith, your labor prompted by love, and your endurance inspired by hope in our Lord Jesus.

~I Thessalonians 1:3









Picture: Thanks to Heartlight.org

Poem - Heavenly Labor: My Dream of two days ago... - Angie Bennett Prince - 9/13/2011


Sunday, May 15, 2011

Monday's Mourning Ministry - From the Darkness of my Child-Loss Grief... / Great is Thy Faithfulness ~Fernando Ortego








Monday's Mourning Ministry


From the Darkness of my Child-Loss Grief...


~


Great is Thy Faithfulness


~Fernando Ortego







From the Darkness of my Child-Loss Grief...




Lord God my Father, here am I, Your child,

Crying before You with burdens so piled,

Steeped in the darkness of my child-loss grief

And that of other mothers, with no relief...



But as I come, before You to stand,

You look down in love, and hold out Your hand:

You remind me too that You lost Your child,

To conquer death and restore me my child...



So though on earth, I may find no relief,

I must remember, my stay here is brief.

There'll be a time I am rejoined with her,

For now I must bear my cross, borne for her.



You blessed me so deeply with th' birth of each child;

Can I not trust th' One who in Love reconciled

Their sweet hearts to You, so they'd forever live,

You who from merciful love, Your Own Son did give?



O Loving God, what mercy You did bear,

Loving our children with all Your heart's care:

Giving up Your Son that we might live.

Such love constrains me, my whole life to give...



Give me Your strength to face each painful day,

For though I see glimpses of Your love here,

The Vile One doth rule so wickedly here,

Until Your world shall be restored on That Day.



Give me Your sustenance to carry on,

Bearing Your light where Darkness is shown.

You have Your plan for me while I'm here;

Help me be faithful... though Death, my heart, e'er doth sear.



And thank You Lord, that You gave Your All,

For my child t' be with You at Your loving call.

From here, I see as through a glass darkly,

From There, You see beyond this world starkly...






*****





For God loved the world so much that he gave his one and only Son, so that everyone who believes in Him will not perish but have eternal life.


~John 3:16 (New Living Translation, 2007)



Because God's children are human beings--made of flesh and blood--the Son also became flesh and blood. For only as a human being could he die, and only by dying could he break the power of the devil, who had the power of death.


~Hebrews 2:14 (New Living Translation, 2007)



(Christ) is not weak in dealing with you, but is powerful among you. For to be sure, He was crucified in weakness, yet He lives by God’s power. Likewise, we are weak in Him, yet by God’s power we will live with Him to serve you.


~2 Corinthians 13:3b-4 (New International Version)


The time for judging this world has come, when Satan, the ruler of this world, will be cast out.


~John 12:31 (New Living Translation, 2007)




For now we see things in a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now my knowledge is in part; then it will be complete, even as God's knowledge of me.


~1 Corinthians 13:12 (Bible in Basic English)




But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.


~2 Corinthians 12:79-10 (New International Version)




Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God.

~2 Corinthians 1:3 (New International Version)



*Capitalizations of pronouns representing God, mine










Great is Thy Faithfulness


~Fernando Ortego





Great is thy faithfulness, O God my Father

there is no shadow of turning with Thee,

Thou changest not,

Thy compassions they fail not.

as Thou hast been,

Thou Forever wilt be.


Summer and winter,

and springtime and harvest,

sun moon and stars

in their courses above

join with all nature in manifold witness

to Thy great faithfulness, mercy and love.


Great is Thy faithfulness,

great is Thy faithfulness.

morning by morning,

new mercies I see

all I have needed,

Thy hand hath provided,

Great is Thy faithfulness,

Lord unto me!


Pardon for sin,

and a peace that endureth,

Thine own dear presence

to cheer and to guide

strength for today

and bright hope for tomorrow

blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside.



Great is Thy faithfulness,

great is Thy faithfulness

morning by morning, new mercies I see

all I have needed,

Thy hand hath provided,

great is Thy faithfulness,

Lord unto me!


Great is Thy faithfulness,

great is Thy faithfulness,

morning by morning,

new mercies I see,

all I have needed,

Thy hand hath provided

great is Thy faithfulness,

Lord unto me!











Picture: http://divinerevelations.info/Documents/Jesus_Pictures/Jesus_032.jpg

Poem - From the Darkness of My Child-Loss Grief - Angie Bennett Prince - 5/15/2011

Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yN44tOis9hc


Saturday, May 7, 2011

Have a Blessed Mother's Day! ~ "Since Many Waters Cannot Quench Love..."





God Bless You On Mothers Day






Have a Blessed Mothers Day!




"Since Many Waters Cannot Quench Love..."




Mother, dear Mother, my heart breaks for you

On this Mother's Day as you spend your day

Without one of your babies who loved you

And tried to show you in many-a-sweet-way...



And though holidays are never the same

Without this precious child e'er by your side

To love on, and to call on Mother's sweet name,

The love is still there, e'en if now it does "hide."



Perhaps you could think of it in a new way:

Your loving relationship is still intact;

Love just has to be shown in a different way...

Until that Blessed Day we have our child back!



Our Loving Lord calls us, by faith, to see

Our beloved child now, there by His side,

Ever watching, loving, and awaiting thee,

Praying for you through ev'ry tear you've cried...



Since "Many waters cannot quench love;

rivers cannot wash it away..."

Knowing your baby loves you dearly from above,

Mother, dear Mother, may you have a Blessed Mother's Day!




*****




Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot wash it away.


Song of Solomon 8:7a (NIV)






Wonderful Mother









Graphics:

http://www.glitters123.com/glitters/mothers-day/page/3/

http://www.glitters123.com/glitters/mothers-day/page/5/

Poem - "Since Many Waters Cannot Quench Love..." - Angie Bennett Prince - May, 2011