My daddy, Fred W. Valentine, died more than three years ago. This will be the fourth Christmas without him. I think about him every day and still miss him so. Thinking about him brings tears to my eyes, but remembering he is in Heaven, turns them to tears of joy. The following poem comforted me that first Christmas and has done so every Christmas since. May it comfort you as well.
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 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. 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. [Gail Taylor, M.S.W., Funeral Director, Woods-Valentine Mortuary, (626) 798-8941] |
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