First Corinthians 13, Christmas Version

If I decorate my house perfectly with plaid bows,

strands of twinkling lights and shiny balls, but do not

show love to my family, I'm just another decorator.

If I slave away in the kitchen, baking dozens of

Christmas cookies, preparing gourmet meals and

arranging a beautifully adorned table at mealtime,

but do not show love to my family, I'm just another cook.

If I work at the soup kitchen, carol in the nursing home

and give all that I have to charity, but do not show love

to my family, it profits me nothing.

If I trim the spruce

with shimmering angels and crocheted snowflakes, attend

a myriad of holiday parties and sing in the choir's cantata

but do not focus on Christ, I have missed the point.

Love stops the cooking to hug the child.

Love sets aside the decorating to kiss the husband.

Love is kind, though harried and tired.

Love doesn't envy another's home that

has coordinated Christmas china and table linens.

Love doesn't yell at the kids to get out of the way,

but is thankful they are there to be in the way.

Love doesn't give only to those who are able to give in

return but rejoices in giving to those who can't.

Love bears all things, believes all things,

hopes all things endures all things.

Love never fails.

Video games will break,

pearl necklaces will be lost,

golf clubs will rust.

But giving the gift of love will endure

~Author Unknown~

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