One of my many valued possessions
is a scrapbook my friends and family
made me before my wedding. Each friend
and family member created their own
scrapbook page(s) and Matt's cousin, Erin
compiled them together in one big book.
I look through it often to experience the memories
and love that went into each page.
Erin is putting together a similar (but very different)
book for Matt's cousin, Brad.
Brad's wife Mariah lost her battle
with colon cancer last August.
The book is also for their young son, Logan.
Any family member or friend can put together a page
in dedication to Mariah for Brad & Logan.
I lost my mom 4 days before Thanksgiving
halfway through my senior year.
My cousin, Amy, gave me a poem before Christmas
that gave me a lot of comfort during an
otherwise awful time.
Thanksgiving and Christmas have always
been difficult for me. I can imagine
they will be for Brad & Logan as well.
It seemed fitting to pass along my poem
in my scrapbook pages.
My First Christmas with Jesus
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 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 arn't apart.
So be happy for me, dear ones.
You know I hold you dear.
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 blessing 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.