My First Chrstmas in Heaven

I first published this poem in the Corbin Times Tribune in December 1998. Each year after the column is published I appreciate the cards, notes, and the emails you send. Your stories and comments of how this poem impacts yours memories and thoughts our loved ones is such an encouragement personally. A friend reached out to minister to me by sending me this poem after the passing of my grandfather, C. Hobert Mills, and for the past 12 years I have reflected not only about his first Christmas in Heaven, but that of family and friends who have passed this year. My prayer is that during this time of the year you will find a reason to smile through faith, hope and love, found in Jesus.

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 the 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 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 blessing 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.

Until then