Today as you woke up, ( or as you were woken up ) by kids jumping up & down excited that Santa had arrived. The feverish excitement of getting to open up all of the presents that are in the stocking and under the tree. To see their eyes glistening, while their faces light up with excitement as they unwrap each present. Priceless... Today we were blessed to have had time to spend as a family with those that we love & those that we had never met before. We counted our blessings as we remembered those that couldn't be with us, and our friends that are struggling with their health issues. My heart especially is going out to my friends that have lost loved ones this year and some, their children. No words can I say that will ease the pain, or hole that has been left by their passing, but I hope that you can find comfort with this poem that I found. You are not alone and know that you are being held in thoughts & prayers. Tonight, I am wishing you all a Merry Christmas & Happy Holiday Season. XoXo
This poem was written by a 13 year old boy who died of a brain tumor that he had battled for four years. He died on December 14, 1997. He gave this to his mom before he died. His name was Ben.
My First Christmas in HeavenI 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