Shortly before my sister Jennie died on 12-29-98, she clipped this poem out of the newspaper.
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 sound 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 him 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.
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Aunt Jennie and Kristin, walking with the King (Original poster: Shelly L.)A week or so ago, I was looking for a poem or inspirational little piece about angels to incorporate into the design of a Kristin remembrance ornament that I was making for my family. I searched the internet and came up with a whole page full of ideas, but none said just what I wanted it to say. Going online again, I stumbled upon a poem entitled “Christmas in Heaven” that I felt was perfect for my project. It was only after I gave the Christmas ornaments to my family on Thankgiving Day that I learned that this was the very same poem that my Aunt Jennie had clipped out of her newspaper before her own death, which occurred exactly two years to the day prior to Kristin’s. Although we can’t fully comprehend the splendor that awaits us in heaven, I hope that this little poem brings us some joy this holiday season as we envision our loved ones taking part in the most awesome Christmas celebration. Imagine, spending Christmas with the little baby in the manger, face to face! Shellyp.s. Whenever I use the word “awesome”, I think of Kristin. I remember she often used it in her speaking or writings… I would guess that she’s wearing the word out up there.