All day I’ve been wondering what you are up to. What is Christmas like in Heaven? Is it the same as every other day? Or, are you celebrating a birthday for Jesus? I just keep wondering what you are doing while we are all down here missing you. Then I came across this poem that was written by a thirteen year old boy right before he passed away…
I see the countless
around the world below
With tiny lights, like Heaven’s stars,
reflecting on the snow
The sight is so spectacular,
please wipe away the tear
For I am spending Christmas with
Jesus Christ this year.
I hear the many Christmas songs
that people hold so dear
But the sounds of music can’t compare
with the Christmas choir up here.
I have no words to tell you,
the joy their voices bring,
For it is beyond description,
to hear the angels sing.
I know how much you miss me,
I see the pain inside your heart.
But I am not so far away,
We really aren’t apart.
So be happy for me, dear ones,
You know I hold you dear.
And be glad I’m spending Christmas
with Jesus Christ this year.
I sent you each a special gift,
from my heavenly home above.
I sent you each a memory
of my undying love.
After all, love is a gift more precious
than pure gold.
was always most important
the stories Jesus told.
Please love and keep each other,
my Father said to do.
I can’t count the blessing or love
has for each of you.
So have a Merry Christmas and
Wipe away that tear
Remember, I am spending Christmas
with Jesus Christ this year
Such beautiful and powerful words. I know in my heart that you wouldn’t want me to be sad, but it’s so hard because I miss you SO much. Each time I lay my head down to sleep, I ask The Lord for a dream with you in it. It is the only thing I want for Christmas, so I even tried napping today, but no dream yet. I just long to hold you and touch your face; to lay my head upon your chest. When we were flying to Florida, Brian said, ‘Mom, we are closer to Christiano.’ I know you are still with us, but I want to really grasp what that means. I want to feel you with me. People talk
about their loved ones sending them little signs, and I wonder if that will ever happen for me. Or, will I just have to wait until I am in Heaven to feel you? Every time I think about the last day you were home, I think about how you just kept hugging me and how you wouldn’t let go. Did you know something I didn’t? All I know is that I will love you forever and that you are amazing. Merry Christmas to the boy who gave me more gifts through his presence than I could ever begin to measure or count.