Good morning. As I awoke late today, I hurried to get up S, rush a breakfast bar and OJ in her hand to eat on the way to school, told the gang good luck on finals, and quickly started the coffee. I am looking ahead to a day packed with errands, laundry, a Sam's trip, mounds of gifts to wrap, and Christmas cards to mail. I opened up my email and found another forward from a friend and please read below. This was literally a huge wake up call (really a wake up, because I haven't had coffee yet) for me as I start my day this busy, this close to Christmas.
Thank you Lord today and now that you gave your Son and first showed us what real love is.
CORINTHIANS 13 CHRISTMAS VERSION
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 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, 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.