We’re wondering what Christmas in Heaven is like,
as we grieve alone and pray,
longing for one who has gone before,
to spend Christmas in heaven today.
And so in our dreams we wander far,
From the scenes and sounds of earth.
‘Til we catch the strains of the Heavenly choir,
As they sing of the Christ Child’s birth.
The Angels we envision there,
As they join in the festive play,
And there amid the throng is our Loved One,
Spending Christmas in Heaven today.
There’s joy in the faith that teaches,
When our life’s work is done.
Of a place in Heaven awaiting,
And the crown we worked for is won.
In our grief may we learn well the lesson.
So to work and suffer and pray,
As to merit the joys of our loved one,
And to spend Christmas together someday.
In loving memory of Carol Wiggins.
October 22, 1943 – January 5, 2012