I posted this poem on my blog last year and thought it was good enough to post again this year. What a good reminder for me. As much as I want to have a beautifully decorated home all warm and cozy, and want to have my kids adorned in the cutest Christmas fashions, and want to do cookie baking, gingerbread house making, and fun Christmas Crafts....I can do all that and miss the true meaning of Christmas with my family!
1 Corinthians 13-A Christmas Version
If I decorate my house perfectly with plaid bows,
strands of twinkling lights and shiny balls, but do not show love, 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, I am 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, it profits me nothing.
If I trim the spruce with shimmering angels and crocheted snowflakes, attend a myrid 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, 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!
1 comment:
That is very, very good. I'm going to try and copy it.
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