Thursday, December 1, 2011

To my dad….and others who have passed

Dad in Heaven

Spending Christmas with Jesus Christ This Year poem

I see the countless Christmas trees
Around the world below,
With tiny lights like heaven's stars
Reflecting in the snow.

The sight is so spectacular
Please wipe away that tear
For I'm spending Christmas
With Jesus Christ this year.

I hear the many Christmas songs
That people hold so dear
But earthly music can't compare
With the Christmas choir up here.

I have no words to tell you
The joy their voices bring
For it's beyond description
To hear the angels sing.

I know how much you miss me,
Trust God and have no fear
For I'm spending Christmas
With Jesus Christ this year.

I can't tell you of the splendor
Or the peace here in this place.
Can you imagine Christmas
With our Savior, face to face?

May God uplift your spirit
As I tell Him of your love
Then pray for one another
As you lift your eyes above.

So let your hearts be joyful
And let your spirits sing
For I'm spending Christmas in Heaven
And I'm walking with the king!

Author: Wanda Bencke. (1998)

In loving remembrance of all those who are no longer with us….who have made that journey out of this physical world and now reside in Heaven with the Baby who brought us the reason for the season….

Though you are gone and we miss your voice and your smiles, your love is still in our hearts and your hugs reside inside with us always….


  1. Thank you!
    I have used this poem several times when dear friends have lost someone so close to the holidays. The latest time was when the football coach passed away before Thanksgiving. I was pleased when someone read the poem at his funeral.