His First Christmas in Heaven

Christmas 2009

There is obviously a HUGE hole this year in our family Christmas. A big void in our family. The void that was once filled by the man who made us all laugh while opening presents. The guy who woke up earlier than everyone else and while trying to be “quiet” at 5 a.m. made all kinds of clanking and banging noises in the kitchen. The man that waited until Christmas Eve and went shopping to buy us all special gifts just “from Dad.”

I miss my Dad terribly. Especially during this holiday season. But here is what I’m clinging to…he’s spending Christmas with Jesus this year! As we are here celebrating the birth of our Savior, Dad is there WITH our Savior seeing him face to face. A dear friend of mine (who also lost her father a few years ago) gave me this poem along with a sweet Christmas card. I shared it with my family. Thanks Robyn. It made me bawl like a baby, but also made me smile. This poem meant a lot to me and gives me hope and peace. I’m trying to remind myself of the words to this poem through the sadness…and I thought I would share it with you.

Much love,

Traci

My First Christmas in Heaven

I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below
With tiny lights like heaven’s stars reflecting on the snow.

The sight is so spectacular please wipe away that 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 of 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 now 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
It was always most important in the stories Jesus told.

Please love and keep each other, as my Father said to do
For I can’t count the blessings or love he 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.