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Dear
Parents
I did not die young
I lived my span of life
Within your body
And within your love
If you would honour me
Then speak my name
And number me among your family
If you would honour me
Then strive to live in love
For in that love, I live
Never, ever doubt
That we will meet again
Until that day
I will grow with God
And wait for you
-Christy
Kinnealey
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My
First Christmas in Heaven
I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below
with tiny lights, like Heaven's stars, reflecting on the snow
The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away the tear
For I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year
I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear
but the sound of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up here
I have no words to tell you the joy the 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 Christ this year
I sent you each 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 am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year
This poem was written for his mother by a 13 year old boy
who had battled a brain tumour for four years. He died on the 14th December
1997
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And
God Said..
Posted on the wall at the
Oklahoma City bombing site
by K. C. and Myke Kuzmic
Stockton, CA
I said, "God, I hurt."
And God said, I know."
I said, "God, I cry a lot."
And God said, "That is why I gave you tears."
I said, "God, I am so depressed."
And God said, "That is why I gave you Sunshine."
I said, "God, life is so hard."
And God said, "That is why I gave you loved ones."
I said, "God, my loved one died."
And God said, "So did mine."
I said, "God, it is such a loss."
And God said, "I saw my son nailed to a cross."
I said, "God, but your loved one lives."
And God said, "So does yours."
I said, "God, where are they now?"
And God said, "Mine is on My right and yours is in the Light."
I said, "God, it hurts."
And God said, "I know."
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