Bittersweet Christmas

As I enjoy the beautiful hymns of Christmastime and think about the miscarried baby boy we kissed goodbye two years ago today . . . I pray this re-posted poem will be a blessing to you.  May the Lord gently hold all of those for whom this holiday is truly "bittersweet".

Bittersweet Christmas

By Kristen Kelley

2014

So many lost their loved ones;

This year held many tears.

But those now gone are peaceful,

Without life’s toils and fears.

Though holidays without them

Will never be the same,

They sing now with the angels,

And praise the One Who came.

These will spend their Christmas

With Jesus, up on high –

Our grandmas never suffer;

Our babies never cry.

“Baby’s 1^st” for some will be

Without the toys and lights.

They sweetly smile at Jesus,

And gaze at heavenly sights.

The voices are now silent,

Of friends upon the phone;

They live in glorious mansions,

And stand before the Throne.

Mothers who once baked and laughed,

And told the Christmas story –

Now they walk the streets of gold,

And share in Heaven’s glory.

Grandmas who once read God’s Word,

Now see Him face to face.

And to those of us still here below,

God giveth us His grace.

We think of those we lost this year,

As on our knees we fall;

And then we praise the Savior,

Who came and died for all.

We know that we shall see again,

The ones we held so dear,

And that they’d wish this holiday,

For us, be filled with cheer.

We thank God for His loan to us,

Of those who are now gone.

We rise another morning,

And greet another dawn.