After 1 Corinthians 13
If I bake a Christmas cake & dozens of mince pies, but have not love,
I am just another harassed housewife.
If I decorate my house with outdoor fairy lights & a twinkling Christmas tree, but have not love,
I am just wasting electricity for no reason.
If I write a hundred Christmas cards & stick a news letter in each one, but have not love,
I only gain writer’s cramp.
Love stops baking to phone a friend in need.
Love stops decorating to hug a child.
Love stops shopping to visit a lonely neighbour.
Love does not envy the colour co-ordinated Christmas decorations in another’s house,
nor the neatly wrapped presents under a neighbour’s tree.
Love does not write vain Christmas letters boasting of this year’s achievements.
Love does not just send cards to those who can return the favour.
Love does not only buy presents for those who can return the favour.
Love does not work out how much a friend will spend on your gifts & then seek to spend not a penny more.
Love knows the joy of giving without counting the cost.
Love is patient when faced with a queue at the post office
And smiles at those sharing the experience.
Love does not get angry & shout at the kids to stay out of the way,
It keeps no record of wrongs.
Love bears all things,
believes all things,
hopes all things,
endures all things.
Love never fails.
Computer games break, chocolates soon vanish, Christmas trees drops their leaves,
But the gift of LOVE endures forever.
Love is not just for Christmas, it lasts the whole year through.
Christ is not just for Christmas, He wants to stay with you forever.