Christmas in Heaven

This post is dedicated to James Michael Rusinka (my cousin, Jan's son). He passed away on November 17 after battling many years with CHF. He was only 26. There is no easy time to lose a loved one, and the first Christmas is always the hardest. This poem was written by a Mom who lost her daughter on Christmas Day. (Story behind the poem).

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 up here.

I have no words to tell you

of 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

for I am spending Christmas

with Jesus Christ this year.

I can't tell you of the splendor

or the peace here in this place

Can you just imagine Christmas

with our Savior face to face?

I'll ask him to lift your spirit

as I tell you of your love

so then pray for one another

as you lift your eyes above.

Please let your hearts be joyful

and let your spirit sing

for I am spending Christmas in heaven

and I'm walking with the King.

Wanda Bencke

Copyright 1998