In a Year

Last year Christmas was hard. I remember every time the Pampers "Silent Night" commercial with all of the sleeping newborns came on I would have to change the channel or it would mean an hour sob-fest for me. I saw that commercial for the first time this season tonight and of course this time it was images of Heidi sleeping that filled my head. Time definitely heals the wound of a grieving heart - whether it is fast or slow.

A friend if mine shared this poem with me and I think its absolutely perfect.

I am spending Christmas in Heaven this year.

I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below,

with tiny lights, like Heaven's stars, reflecting in the snow.

The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away that tear,
for I'm 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.

For I have no words to tell you, the joy their voices bring,
for it is beyond description to hear an angel sing.

I can't tell you of the splendor, or the peace here in this place,
can you just imagine the Christmas with our Savior, face to face?

I'll ask him to light your spirit, as I tell him of your love.

So then pray for another as you lift your eyes above.

Please let your heart be joyful, and let your spirit sing,
for I'm spending Christmas in Heaven and I'm walking with the King.

-John Mooney