In Loving Memory of
Chris Parker
October 19, 1984 - April 18, 2013

Merry Christmas From Heaven To My Dearest Family and Friends

Iím sending all of you my love and best wishes for a Merry Christmas
I know you will grieve and miss my presence
Please donít let yourselves not enjoy Christmas because Iím not there.
I will be there in spirit at Christmas as I am any other time.
I just want you to know how happy I am
There are no words that can explain the beauty here
you could not ever imagine
We sing and praise God daily
The Angels sing also, you should hear them, they are just beautiful.
I walk with God everyday, He tells me how much He has missed me
He says I will be at the gate to meet my loved ones when they come home
What a glorious day that will be

I see my family who came before me, and has helped to prepare my room in the mansion
The streets are made of gold, and no one is ever sick
I can walk without hurting, I donít have trouble breathing,
you should see me, I can even run
And no one can ever hurt me again
I'm surroundnded by little Angels, I play with Angel Bradley everyday

It never gets dark here, for the light from God lights up all of Heaven
My wish for you is until you arrive look out for one another
Be kind to the disadvantage, and the lost
Spread the gospel wherever you go
Take a stand for what is right, even if you must stand alone
Even though you think you are alone you are not,
and when looking down you will see only one set of footprints
And that is when He carried you.

For God said ďI will never leave you, or forsake youĒ
This is true, He has told me of my many trials and tribulations
And He said ďI was beside you at all timesĒ

Keep your faith and pray for each other
My dear family donít weep for me, for Iím the lucky one
When it is your time to come home, I will be waiting at the gate
I love all of you and wish you a Merry Christmas

All My Love,

Poem written by Margaret, Johnís Mom Forever (revised for Chris)
Welcome to John's Place

These three beautiful gifts are from our dear friend Tonia.


The very purpose of Christ's coming into
the world was that He might offer up His
Life as a sacrifice for the sins of men.
He came to die. This is the heart of Christmas.

Evangelist ~ Billy Graham




These two very special gifts are from our friend Debbie.

Christmas Poem

Christmas time in Heaven,
Is a spectacular sight to see,
As the Angels go around the world,
Gathering things to put on the tree.

They gather up some moonbeams,
They gather up some stars,
they even go a little farther,
To gather things from Mars.

And when the tree is ready,
You'll hear the Angels sing,
And somewhere in a distance,
You'll hear the Christmas bells ring.
Written by Judy Ryan

Christmas In Heaven

We're wondering what Christmas in heaven is like
As we grieve alone and pray.
Longing for one who has gone before
To spend Christmas in heaven today.
And so in our dreams we wander far
from the scenes and sounds of earth
'Til we catch the strains of the heavenly choir
As they sing ofthe Christ child's birth.
The angels and saints we envision there
As they join in the restal gay
And there 'mid the throng is our loved one
Spending Christmas in heaven today.
There's joy in the faith that teaches
when our life's work is done
Of a place in heaven awaiting
And the crown we worked for is won.
In our grief may we learn well the lesson
So to work and suffer and pray
As to merit the joys of our loved one
And to spend Christmas together someday.
~ Author unknown

Our Children in Heaven are Making Music

Each time we hear the sound of music,
or smile at the ringing of chimes,
we stop to think of our precious children.
And the memories of these holiday times.

We see snow falling on the ground
and the beauty that it brings.
But our children see glorious sight of Heaven.
In the Angelic Choir where they sing.

They seem to make their own special music
to help ease our burdens at this time.
Each one of them play a musical instrument
while our tears put music to their rhyme.

We hear Christmas carols year after year.
Songs that still touch us so deep.
Oh, but it is no myth there is a Silent Night ...
A endless night without any sleep.

We hear the Little Drummer Boy play his drums
somewhere in the distance far away.
And in the other ear, we shall also hear
the harp another child plays.

Oh, our children make music echo.
And our tears make the words.
Together we harmonize to the sound of music
The most beautiful sound ever heard.

So as we celebrate this Christmas Season,
shall we forever look back on time.
And remember our children make the music.
While our tears put words to rhyme.

~Kaye Des'Ormeaux~ Copyright 2003
Dedicated to every parent who has lost a child.

These two special Christmas gifts for Angel Angie are from my friend Marie.
You can visit her website for her son Rob here ~ Rob Northrop's Site.


I'm Spending Christmas With Jesus This Year
Author unknown

I see the countless Christmas trees
Around the world below
With tiny lights, like Heaven's stars
Reflecting on the snow

The sight is so spectacular
Please wipe away that tear
For I'm spending Christmas
With Jesus Christ this year

I hear the many Christmas songs
That people hold so dear
But the sounds of music can't compare
With the Christmas choir up here

For I have no words to tell you
The joy their voices bring
For it is beyond description
To hear the angels sing

I know how much you miss me
I see the pain inside your heart
For I'm spending Christmas
With Jesus Christ this year

I can't tell you of the splendor
Or the peace here in this place
Can you just imagine Christmas
With our savior, face to face

I'll ask him to light your spirit
As I tell him of your love
So then pray for one another
As you lift your eyes above

So please let your hearts be joyful
And let your spirit sing
For I'm spending Christmas in heaven
And I'm walking with the King.


Light A Candle

And I will light a candle for you.
To shatter all the darkness and bless the times we knew.
Like a beacon in the night
The flame will burn bright and guide us on our way.
Oh, today I light a candle for you.

The seasons come and go, and I'm weary from the change.
I keep on moving on, you know it's not the same.
And when I'm walking all alone
Do you hear me call your name?
Do you hear me sing the songs we used to sing?

And I will light a candle for you.
To shatter all the darkness and bless the times we knew.
Like a beacon in the night
The flame will burn bright and guide us on our way.
Oh, today I light a candle for you.

You filled my life with wonder, touched me with surprise,
Always saw that something special deep within your eyes.
And through the good times and the bad,
We carried on with pride.
I hold onto the love and life we knew.

And I will light a candle for you.
To shatter all the darkness and bless the times we knew.
Like a beacon in the night
The flame will burn bright and guide us on our way.
Oh, today I light a candle for you.

These two lovely gifts are from our dear friend Kaye.



Please also visit Chris' Eagle Page

A friend can hear a tear drop.

This webpage is created
In Loving Memory of Chris Parker
on December 12, 2015
Last updated: December 20, 2017
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