home for christmas

Winter time isn't particularly my favourite season. Although I do like snow and a bit of cool breeze (that is actually an understatement, because winter is freezing cold!), it is the whole moody feeling that you get when the day gets dark early, and even in the afternoon you rarely get a good dose of sunshine. It gets even worse when you think of the Christmas season, which is an irony really, because I love Christmas. However, it is thinking about Christmas in a cold winter's night that make you feel lonely for just that moment.

These thoughts suddenly occured to me while I was walking back from work and I was listening to Steven Curtis Chapman's song - 'Going Home For Christmas'. The chorus first caught my attention and I was overwhelmed by the thought that I would really like to spend Christmas back home with my family once again. I knew I had to share this song in my blog, becuase it is such a beautiful thought that we can look forward to each Christmas day to remember our beloved savior's birth and share the moments with our loved ones. But as I continue to listen to the story of the song, I realized that there is another home which all of us can look forward to, a home that is far better than anything we can ever imagine. And if being home for Christmas in this world can be such a wonderful experience, I can only imagine of what Christmas will be like when we are home in heaven seeing the face of the one whose birth we remember year after year. How wonderful will that be? I don't know, but I know I will never miss that Christmas for anything at all.

Going Home For Christmas
Her house was where the family gather every Christmas eve
A feast was on the table and gifts were placed beneath the tree
Everything was picture perfect, Grandpa would laugh and say
That woman spends the whole year getting ready for this day

One year the leaves began to fall and her health began to fade
We moved her to a place were they could watch her night and day
but she kept making place for Christmas from her little room
She told everyone, I'll miss you, but I'll be leaving soon

I'm going home for Christmas, and I'm going home to stay
I'm going home for Christmas and nothing's gonna keep me away
I'll be with the ones I love to celebrate the Savior's birth
This gift will be worth more to me than anything on earth
I'm going home, home for Christmas

All the leaves outside have fallen to be covered by the snow
The family comes with food and gifts, and Grandpa comes alone
There's a sadness in our silence as the Christmas story's read
And with tears, Grandpa reminds us of the words that Grandma said

I'm going home for Christmas, and I'm going home to stay
I'm going home for Christmas and nothing's gonna keep me away
I'll be with the ones I love to celebrate the Savior's birth
This gift will be worth more to me than anything on earth
I'm going home, home for Christmas

As we sing ‘Joy to the World’ I can't help thinking
Of the joy that's shining in her eyes right now
And though our hearts still ache, we know that as we celebrate
She's singing with the herald angels and heaven's glowing on her face

And now she's home for Christmas, and now she's home to stay
She's home for Christmas and nothing could've kept her away
She'll be face to face with Jesus, as we celebrate
His birthAnd this gift will be worth more to her than anything on earth
She's home, she's home for Christmas
She is home
She's home for Christmas