I have been touched by friends who have experienced recent losses,
especially at Christmastime. This is especially for the families
of Lavena, Doris, Paul, Alex, Ike, my Mom and Dad, George,
and always.................Lauren Grace...................
n 1984, God placed within our family a child born with
severe cerebral palsy. A blessing in disguise, she touched
our lives in ways only God could orchestrate. We enjoyed
Lysandra's presence here on earth for thirteen years.
On Christmas Day, 1997, she had a seizure leaving her
in a coma for five days before the Lord took her to
His eternal home in Heaven.
A season filled with joy...now pierced our hearts.
The severe seizure lasted for three hours, raising Lysandra's
body temperature to 107 degrees causing damage to her
internal organs. She was in a coma for five days as we slowly
watched her organs shut down. We were faced with the
decision to place Lysandra on life support, then faced
with the heart-breaking decision to remove life support.
During those five days God kept showing me scriptures
about Heaven. As a result, I wrote the poem Christmas in
Christmas has always been my favorite season because
the whole world is singing about our Savior, Jesus Christ.
The fact that God took Lysandra home in the season when
everyone was singing His praises seemed strangely fitting
The poem speaks so deeply to the hearts of people because
it is based on scripture and God speaks to us through
“...in Your book they all were written, the days fashioned for me,when as yet there were none of them.”~ Psalm 139:16
I see the countless CHRISTMAS TREES around the world belowwith tiny lights like HEAVEN’S STARS reflecting on the snow.
The sight is so SPECTACULAR please wipe away that tearfor I am spending CHRISTMAS WITH JESUS CHRIST this year.
I hear the many CHRISTMAS SONGS that people hold so dearbut 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 bringfor it is beyond description to HEAR THE ANGELS SING.
I know HOW MUCH YOU MISS ME, I see the pain inside your heartfor I am spending CHRISTMAS WITH JESUS CHRIST this year.
I can't tell you of the SPLENDOR or the PEACE here in this placeCan you just imagine CHRISTMAS WITH OUR SAVIOR face to face
I'll ask him to LIFT YOUR SPIRIT as I tell him of your loveso then PRAY FOR ONE ANOTHER as you lift your eyes above.
Please let your HEARTS BE JOYFUL and let your SPIRIT SINGfor I am spending CHRISTMAS IN HEAVEN and I’m walking
WITH THE KING.
~ by Wanda Bencke© Copyright 1999
I like your "You might also like" section and added it to my blog too. We had this poem read at Steve's funeral too.
"Choose Joy" has been included in this weeks A Sunday Drive. I hope this helps to attract even more new visitors here.http://asthecrackerheadcrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/12/sunday-drive_20.html
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