Spending Christmas with Jesus

My mum was buried 2 weeks before Christmas, 06 December 2008 and this poem was used at her funeral.  

It's that time of year when people think about loved ones and family and this is to honor my mum and that she hasn't been forgotten.

Spending Christmas with Jesus

I see the countless Christmas trees

Around the world below,

With tiny lights like heaven's stars

Reflecting round the globe.

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!