Tuesday, December 28, 2010

CHRISTMAS LOVE IS

I am one of those blessed humans who was born to a large crazy family that gets along and enjoys each others company. Therefore, during this week between Christmas and New Year I am relishing in the fun and love that goes along with a very large group of relatives descending upon my town for the holidays and for my sister's 50th wedding anniversary. For this reason, I am not writing a blog this week and instead have borrowed a beautiful poem that was read by my minister last Sunday. I hope all my readers have a Happy and Safe New Years and I'll be back to talk with you next week.

CHRISTMAS LOVE

- paraphrase of 1 Corinthians 13


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 spouse.


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.


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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