It is barely two weeks until Christmas, and my thoughts turn to Heaven, where most of my children are. Naomi, Kyria, Jordan, Hope, and Christmas are the babes who went to be with the Lord at different points of my pregnancies with them. Each has a name, and each has a story.
This will be my tenth Christmas with a child in Heaven. How can that be? And while I would have given anything to keep my children with me, I know that if I truly understood the glories of Heaven, I would not deny them the glory of Paradise for even another day with me on this troubled earth.
This poem was written out of that paradox, of wanting my babies with me and yet rejoicing that they were with Jesus, especially at Christmas. I hope it blesses you, especially if this is your first Christmas apart from a dearly loved child. In the words of O, Holy Night, may you know that inexplicable "thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices...."
A blessed Christmas to you all.
This will be my tenth Christmas with a child in Heaven. How can that be? And while I would have given anything to keep my children with me, I know that if I truly understood the glories of Heaven, I would not deny them the glory of Paradise for even another day with me on this troubled earth.
This poem was written out of that paradox, of wanting my babies with me and yet rejoicing that they were with Jesus, especially at Christmas. I hope it blesses you, especially if this is your first Christmas apart from a dearly loved child. In the words of O, Holy Night, may you know that inexplicable "thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices...."
A blessed Christmas to you all.
I hear that on the Earth below
This is a special season
With lights and songs and gifts and such,
And Jesus is the reason!
In the place I would have lived
Are strings of light that blink and shine,
But you should see the light up here
That glows from Jesus all the time!
In the place I would have lived
Carols play, and special songs,
But you should hear the music that
The angels sing here all day long!
In the place I would have lived,
Gifts are shared on Christmas Day,
But you should feel the joy we feel
Because God’s gift is here to stay!
In the place I would have lived,
Tears have flowed because I’m gone.
My family wishes I were there
To see and hear and feel it all.
But in this place where I now live,
It’s Christmas all day, all year long,
And the sights and sounds I’d see with them
Are pure, unblemished by all wrong.
So on this day that would have been
My first Christmas on the Earth,
Mama, Daddy, you need to know
I’m celebrating Jesus’ birth!
When you sing songs to worship Him,
I’m singing with the angels, too.
I’m never closer than when we all
Praise Him for our life anew.
I know that Life began for me
Sooner than you thought it would.
I know your hearts are hurting now,
And you would change things if you could.
But in this place, where you’ll come, too,
We’ll be together, forever.
And there will be no more good-byes
When we celebrate Christmas in heaven – together!
by Kristi Bothur, mother of seven - two on earth and five in Heaven
This is a special season
With lights and songs and gifts and such,
And Jesus is the reason!
In the place I would have lived
Are strings of light that blink and shine,
But you should see the light up here
That glows from Jesus all the time!
In the place I would have lived
Carols play, and special songs,
But you should hear the music that
The angels sing here all day long!
In the place I would have lived,
Gifts are shared on Christmas Day,
But you should feel the joy we feel
Because God’s gift is here to stay!
In the place I would have lived,
Tears have flowed because I’m gone.
My family wishes I were there
To see and hear and feel it all.
But in this place where I now live,
It’s Christmas all day, all year long,
And the sights and sounds I’d see with them
Are pure, unblemished by all wrong.
So on this day that would have been
My first Christmas on the Earth,
Mama, Daddy, you need to know
I’m celebrating Jesus’ birth!
When you sing songs to worship Him,
I’m singing with the angels, too.
I’m never closer than when we all
Praise Him for our life anew.
I know that Life began for me
Sooner than you thought it would.
I know your hearts are hurting now,
And you would change things if you could.
But in this place, where you’ll come, too,
We’ll be together, forever.
And there will be no more good-byes
When we celebrate Christmas in heaven – together!
by Kristi Bothur, mother of seven - two on earth and five in Heaven
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