The Gift of Love
 

Our pastor's wife read this poem this morning in church and I asked for a copy of it. It's based on the "Love Chapter" in the Bible---
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 a 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,
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.

I WISH EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS!

VERY nice Diana. Thank you so much for posting this. I love it!

That was sweet Diana. I hope you don't mind, but I sent it on to some friends in my address book.

Thanks for sharing Diana.
It's very well said.

Thats so sweet, thanks for sharing Diana :)