I have just spent my evening with my SIL. Their son was a stillbirth and is buried in the graveyard near their home. Today they attened a service in his memory. He would be 14. Nathan.
She had a poem up in her kitchen and I now wish I had asked her for a copy of it, I know I wept reading it, it was named "Christmas in heaven".
I have found a copy of it
I see the countless Christmas trees
around the world below,
with tiny lights like heavens stars
reflecting on the snow.
The sight is so spectacular,
please wipe away the tear
For I am spending Christmas
with Jesus 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,
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
but I am not so far away
We really aren't apart.
So be happy for me dear ones,
You know I hold you dear,
and be glad I'm spending Christmas
with Jesus this year.
I sent you a special gift,
from my heavenly home above
I sent you each a memory
of my undying love
After all love is a gift more
precious than pure gold
It was always most important
in the stories Jesus told.
Please love and keep each other,
as my father said to do
For I can't count the blessings or love
he has for each of you.
So have a Merry Christmas and
wipe away that tear
Remember I'm spending Christmas
with Jesus Christ this year.