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| CHRISTMAS EVERY DAY Robert H. Gilbert, Jr. Dec 21, 1999 |
| I wonder what it’s like to be in Heaven each year when Christmas comes around. I wonder what it’s like to be in Heaven with the Lord, my wings, and a crown. |
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| I had been sitting at my desk for about ten hours, with three trash cans full of crumpled papers and only four lines written. Every time I began writing another line or two, they didn’t make any sense to the story. I decided it was time to take a break. I got up from the desk, went to the kitchen, and got another cup of coffee. I carried it into the living room, sat down in my recliner by the fireplace, propped up my feet, sipped the coffee, and leaned my head back against the cushion. The warm fire, hot coffee, and soft cushions helped relax all the muscles in my body. As I began to relax, my eyelids slowly closed and I fell into a deep, relaxed sleep. I could feel my body floating skyward, so high I could look down at the Earth below. I was now going past the moon, then past Mars, Saturn, and even Pluto. Then I was out into the Milky Way. How far I was going, I did not know, but it seemed that I did not have control of my body. |
| I was standing on what seemed to be a large cloud. I was scared of falling through, but each time I took a step, I seemed to float. I didn’t know which way to go, so I said, “Eenie, meenie, mynie and moe,” and went in that direction. Just started floating one step at a time. As I continued floating on my way to who knows where, a bright light appeared before me. As I got accustomed to the light, I could make out the form of an angel. She was spreading her arms outward, and she said in a soft voice, “Welcome.” “Welcome to where?” I wanted to know. “Follow me,” she said. |
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| We floated for a ways, then I was standing before something that I could not believe I was seeing. There stood the tallest Christmas tree I had ever seen. There were lights in all the colors in the rainbow hanging like tiny stars on every limb of the tree. Under the tree were so many presents, I couldn’t begin to count them. There must have been a million or more. |
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