I was just 15 when my sweet daddy, Roscoe Owen Wheat, passed into heaven on December 17, 1964. That day is etched in my memory. I came home from school to find him lying on my bed -- a place he never napped. “Daddy, are you okay?” I asked. He looked at me and softly said, “I’m okay, Baby. I’m just resting.”
But I knew. I ran for help, but by the time we returned, he was gone. My daddy’s last words were true, though -- he really was okay! He was resting in the arms of Jesus.
I understand the deep ache of an empty chair, the memories that surface more vividly during this tender season, and the yearning to be with those who have gone before us.
But here’s what brings me comfort: my daddy isn’t celebrating Christmas with Baby Jesus. No, he is with the King of Kings and Lord of Lords! Heaven holds the kind of peace, love, and joy that never fades. What could be better than a Christmas there?
If you’re missing someone this year, let your heart be encouraged. You are not alone. God is near, wrapping you in His love. “Do not be afraid,” He whispers. “I give you peace, comfort, joy, and a hope that will not disappoint.”
Wherever you find yourself this Christmas -- whether in a house full of family, a quiet apartment, or far from home -- remember what matters most. Emmanuel. God with us. That baby in the manger holds the promise of eternity, a future reunion, and comfort that goes beyond words.
In the meantime, do your best to offer God and your family a “sacrifice of praise” by turning sadness into gratitude for those friends and family members, still on this side of heaven.
Give them the gift of you putting on a "garment of praise". What a wonderful gift to give those around us when we can offer "sacrifices" of joy during this season.
So breathe in the truth this season: He is here. He is with you. God bless you, my dear friends, with His comfort and joy! I love you all so much! Merry and blessed Christmas to you and yours!
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