Christmas at Rainbow Bridge by Terri Onorato
As the midnight hour approaches on Christmas Eve,
a tremendous celebration begins. If you listen closely you will hear the exuberant sound of
Bridgekids preparing for the remarkable moment that comes but once a year. Puppies romp
through the tall green grass, chasing butterflies and rolling over and over until fits of
giggles bring them to a tumbling stop. The volume increases as kittens, cats, tigers and
lions purr in pure delight while the wings of snow white doves gently caress the air.
The babbling brook that runs beneath Rainbow Bridge overflows onto the edge of mossy banks
and fins of treasured aquatic life quiver in anticipation of this most joyous event. Nestled
in the midst of this happy choir of Bridgekids are the littlest angel tots staring in awe
at the majestic Christmas tree adorned with flowing strands of angel hair. Effervescent,
twinkling stars seesaw elegantly from the sky and land in glorious harmony upon the stoic
limbs of Heaven's most perfect Christmas tree. Swaying to and fro in nearby rocking chairs
are grandmothers, grandfathers, parents, aunts, uncles and loved ones. The sound of their
whispered lullabies permeate the air as they sing to tiny angel babies resting quietly in their
arms.
Like magic the clock approaches midnight
and a great stirring is heard in the distance. Each Bridgekid stops and listens,
knowing the time is near, and they choose a fleecy cloud on which to snuggle.
The roar of purrs drops to barely an audible hum, the babbling brook
ripples hypnotically and the flutter of downy feathered wings fall silent.
Heaven's spirited toddlers climb expectantly upon the laps of angels
while babies coo in tranquil unison.
Amidst the warm glow
of candle light which rises from the earth below, the arms of the Bridge Keeper
envelop the heavens and into the precious hands of each child and in front of each animal
a holy gift is placed. With grand exuberance the ribbons are removed
and left to fly on a tender breeze where they dissolve into showers of angel
dust. As the golden lids of these heavenly gifts are raised, an amazing aura fills
the sky, reaching down to the very core of the earth. Ascending from each and every
box is the greatest gift of all…unending, unconditional, all-encompassing love. This
blessed love gently wraps itself around the cherished souls of heaven, warming their
hearts with beacons of radiant light and bringing forth from angels an exquisite chorus.
As the clock strikes midnight the distance between heaven and earth is vanished.
It is at this very moment on Christmas Eve that the Bridge Keeper, His children, angels
and Bridgekids send a message to their earthly loved ones on the wings of this unbridled love.
Listening carefully with an open
heart we will hear the familiar voice of our own angel whisper softly into our ear their
Christmas message..."Let me share with you this love of mine, always and forever.
When you need me know that I am here. I have not left you for I am in your heart where I
belong. Our love is eternal as is the brilliant glow of candlelight which illuminates the
path to the heavens and Rainbow Bridge. I wait patiently as do you for our inevitable and
glorious reunion. I love you, I love you, I love you."
Copyright (c) Terri Onorato. All Rights Reserved. Not for reprint or
reproduction without the expressed, written consent of the author.
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