First Christmas Without a Loved One

Today I will attend the funeral of a lady who once was my neighbor. She lived a few houses up the street from me. Years later she attended my church and sat in front of me every Sunday morning. She will be missed by many.

I can’t tell you exactly how many funerals I have been to lately, but a lot. I also know how hard it is to say goodbye to a loved one. And I know how hard it is during the holiday season when they are no longer with us.

I did not write the poem that follows this post, but I read it and thought it might offer comfort to those who are mourning the loss of a loved one.

May the good Lord bless and keep you in his care.

Teresa

First Christmas in Heaven
by Mary Scheer

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, 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 in your heart.
But I am not so far away; we really aren’t apart.
Be happy for me dear ones. You know I hold you dear,
and be glad that I’m spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

I send you each a special gift, from my Heavenly home above.
I send you each a memory of my undying love.
After all love is the 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 blessing for 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.

 

  • Shaun Whitaker

    (Mr Victor Ephriam Whitaker)I lost my dad to cancer this year, Thursday 15th September at 10 oclock while holding on to my dad while he took his last breaths…. This poem is wonderfully upsetting. I know i’m without my Dad for the first time ever, but i still have my Children. I was one of those kids that at 14, was sat between my parents and made to make a choice, Who did I want to live with…. that day still haunts me like it was yesterday… i’m now 44. Needles to say I made the right choice, My Dad….. He was my Mum and dad rolled into one. The hurt inside me is so hard to deal with at times but i know it will get easier with time. I experienced something smilier when i lost my daught at 6 days old. I thought that was hard but not a patch on a wonder king gentleman whose been my rock for 44 years…. miss you dad…. Your loving son… shaun xxx