This Christmas

The loss of a spiritually dead family member.

This Christmas,
Even though your gone..
I'm still hanging up lights,
Still baking the turkey..

Even though your gone,
This Christmas.
I'm getting you a present..
And wrapping it like usual..

Your going to see that family,
Christmas morning & dinner.
Unwrapping cheerfully,
Eating their dinner..

It might sadden you.
It might not.
But either way.
You'll be thinking of us..

In that time and moment,
Putting the pieces,
Together of the puzzle,
May Jesus knock
On your door.