~ It Came Upon A Midnight Clear ~
Dear Momma,
I wanted to write you and tell you that I want you to have a very Merry CHRISTmas. I know that this is going to be a hard time of year for you to get through because I am gone, but know that I am with Jenny and we are both very happy. We are free from our pain Momma, and we are really never away from you or Lyn for very long. Momma, I was not able to tell you this before when I was with you, but I want you to know that I love you very much and I want to thank you for taking good care of me while I was with you. You were the best Momma I could have ever wanted. You would be very proud of me now because I can run and jump and do all the other things that I couldn't do before. I don't hurt anymore. Just like you were always there for me ~ I am there now for other people that need me. Momma I want you to bake a CHRISTtmas cake for Jesus and know that Jenny and I will each get a taste of it, because when you enjoy something Momma I enjoy it too, and so does Jenny. We both like chocolate the best though with maybe a little strawberry ice cream on the side?
Love, Heather
Momma this is for you Momma I was just like the tin man, I was stiff and sore, But God said by His stripes I am healed, I refused to be sick, have misery and pain, I believed in God's word, So healed, I will be, So unto the Lord I pray, Momma, He heard me then and walks with me now, I shall stay as long as I am to stay, So, I pray, please Lord stay by me, For all wisdom and goodness I can see, Momma you were there for me, How much love we had for each other, You fed me, bathed me, took care of all my needs, To love others and give all you can, Momma believe in yourself and know how many lives you touch, I love you Momma, I always will, I am with you Momma everyday, whether I'm at work or at play, But know that I will always be there, But I know Momma that I will always be in your heart, I LOVE YOU MOMMA 
Momma
Who felt like a rusty can,
And I ached more and more,
And, to me, His truth He has revealed,
For the Holy Spirit tells me I am well again,
For satan is a nerd,
For that was God's promise to me,
For his guidance to find the way,
I shall live in joy and peace for the Lord has shown me how,
And work for the Lord in every way,
Help me to be what you want me to be,
I know can only come from thee,
When others couldn’t see,
Only like a daughter has for a mother,
And in you, I hope I planted my seeds,
And know it will return to you through every child, woman and man,
For in those lives they have gained so much,
But Momma can't you ever sit still?
But when God calls me to do a job, sometimes I just can't stay,
At times it may not seem quite fair,
For from there I will never part.
Heather
Have you ever lost someone close to you,
And you thought, oh God, what will I do?
You sort through things they held so dear,
And you know they were kept for many a year,
These things, so old, so faded, and worn,
Some go back to when you were born,
Then as you think of these semblences of love,
You know that loved one's in Heaven above,
So, with a smile, on your face,
You put these old things in place,
Your heart will be light,
Your world will be bright,
Because you know in your heart,
Your loved one has a new part,
In the greatest adventure of all,
They have answered God's call,
So I say, be happy and glad,
Don't be sorrowful, weeping, and sad,
Then I look, again, at these things and give a sigh,
And I know I could be with them in the wink of an eye,
So, remember, your loved ones are not far,
And feel their happiness, you know, where they are.
SING ALONG TIME MOMMA, DADA & MANDA!!!!!!!!!
IT CAME UPON THE MIDNIGHT CLEAR
It came upon the midnight clear,
That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth
To touch their harps of gold!
"Peace on the earth, good will to men,
From heaven's all gracious King!
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the angels sing.
Still through the cloven skies they come
With peaceful wings unfurled
And still their heavenly music floats
O'er all the weary world;
Above its sad and lowly plains
They bend on hovering wing.
And ever o'er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing.
Yet with te woes of sin and strife
The world hath suffered long;
Beneath the angel-strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong;
And man, at war with man, hears not
The love song which they bring:
O hush the noise, ye men of strife,
And hear the angels sing.
For lo! the days are hastening on,
By prophet bards foretold,
When, with the ever-circling years,
Shall come the Age of Gold;
When peace shall over all the earth
Its ancient splendors fling,
And all the world give back the song
Which now the angels sing.
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