Christmas with Jesus

Blogging, had simply become a habit for me…. but then, I had a ton of Christmas shopping to do. Then, there was the basement reno that is half finished. The photos to be edited. Hats to be made and delivered in time for Christmas. Throw a husband, 7 kids, and a house full of laundry into the mix- and that is why I haven’t blogged in a week.

 

Last Friday, while I was at a bake exchange with Scott’s mom, she got a text from Nadine, telling her that her nephew Harley, had been hit by a car. Unfortunately, when he was out for a walk with his girlfriend, an impaired driver swerved and hit them while they were walking along the shoulder of the road. He passed away this weekend.

 

Please keep my husband’s family in your prayers. I know several other families who will be celebrating Christmas without a special loved one this year, and when I saw this poem- I decided that I would have to post it.

I hope it’s a blessing to someone.

 

Christmas With Jesus

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.

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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.

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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.
I cannot tell you of the splendour or the peace inside this place
Can you just imagine Christmas with our Saviour, face to face?

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I will ask him to light your spirit as I tell him of your love.
So then pray for one another as you lift your eyes above.
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.

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I sent you each a special gift, from my heavenly home above.
I sent you a memory of my undying love.
After all, love is a gift more precious that pure gold.
It was always most important in the stories Jesus told.

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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 your.
So have a Merry Christmas and wipe away that tear.
Remember, I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.
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-Author Unknown

 

Praying for many tonight,