For the Poetics feature today at dVerse Poets Pub, Brian has requested poems about history. I love history, and I can think of many famous men worthy of a poem, but none had the impact on me that the one the following poem was written for. When my beloved grandpa passed on I was unable to attend the funeral, and so I sent a vase with one rose in it and this poem. One of the family framed the poem and set it beside the rose; both were next to him during the service. I hope you enjoy the poem. Read the rest of this entry »
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August 4, 2012 at 5:40 pm · Filed under Poems, Sometimes it just hurts ·Tagged author, Bunk Stringer, Charles L. Mashburn, grandpa, http://dversepoets.com/2012/08/04/poetics-history-herstory-time-machines/, just one rose, love, luther benjamin stringer, pa stringer, poetry, writer
June 21, 2011 at 1:15 pm · Filed under Poems, Sometimes it just hurts ·Tagged author, Bunk Stringer, Charles L. Mashburn, grandpa, just one rose, love, luther benjamin stringer, pa stringer, poetry, story, writer
I know I said it was all grade school Tuesday, but I’ve been waiting for a chance to put this one on Poetry Potluck, and just realized this is the perfect opportunity. One of the themes this week is “sorrow”, and this was written in one of my times of deepest sorrow. My beloved grandpa, had passed on, and unable to attend the funeral, I sent a vase with one rose in it and this poem. One of the family framed the poem and set it beside the rose; both were next to him during the service. I hope you enjoy the poem. Read the rest of this entry »
March 24, 2011 at 3:57 am · Filed under Daily Encouragements, Inspiration ·Tagged angels, angels watching over us, author, Be Still.... and know that I am God, Bible, death, devotions, dreams, dying, encouragement, faith, family, God, grandpa, Heaven, hope, Jesus, joy, last good-bye, love, Peace, Pennies From Heaven, poetry, Psalm 91, sadness, writer
For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways. Psalm 91:11
The concept of angels is awesome to me. To think God has invisible spirits surrounding me and watching over me is hard to comprehend. It does, however, provide another explanation for His omnipotence. It seems to be a way He can be everywhere at once.
I wrote a poem in 1998 called, “Pennies From Heaven.” I wrote a short story by the same name, and both tell the story of how when we find a penny, it has been placed there by an angel to let us know they are thinking of us. I wrote the poem to honor my departed grandfather. It assumes when we depart this earth and these mortal bodies, we go to heaven where we become angels, and are thus able to look down upon and watch after our loved ones who are still on earth. I don’t have any idea if this is how it actually works, but I like the idea.
Whether they are departed loved ones or not, God commands angels to watch over us, and it seems to me if we have faith in Him and believe He can do all things, this is no less true than anything else He has promised us.
I look around the room I am in now, and I imagine angels there. All is quiet now; the morning is peaceful; their job is an easy one. But…. I imagine they are watching intently, warding off any and all things that might cause me harm. I suppose they can even shoo away bad thoughts that try to weasel into my mind as I write this encouragement to you. I like it—the thought of angels guarding me.
God is so awesome!