I hang fragile memories
on a fragrant tree, while Silent Night
sings lullabies of human
understanding. And I
wonder–What is Christmas
like in heaven?
Does the soft glow of windowed candles
flicker for us in prayer, while carolers
harmonize glory hymns to the
Holy One? Do angelic hosts gaze down
upon star topped heavens and
praise God for creation?
God, do you laugh deeply as you watch a soul
unwrap heaven like an eager child? Their eyes wide with
wonder as they experience first sounds, vibrant colors.
and run their fingers over the texture of your love.
Are we your present, your delight?