THE GIFT OF LOVE
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
or wife.
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.
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
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