1 Corinthians 13 – Christmas Style
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 tree with shimmering lights and matching ornaments, attend a myriad of holiday parties and sing in the choir’s musical but do not focus on Christ, I have missed the point.
Love stops the cooking and shopping to hug the husband. Love sets aside the decorating and stops putting up lights to kiss the wife. Love is kind, though hurried and tired. Love doesn’t envy another’s home that has thousands of lights set to music.
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.