Rewritten for Christmas . If you decorate your house perfectly with plaid bows, Strands of twinkling lights and shiny balls, But do not show love to your family,You're just another decorator. .If you slave away in the kitchen Baking dozens of Christmas cookies,Preparing gourmet meals and arranging Beautifully adorned tables at mealtime,But do not show love to your friends,You're just another cook..If you work at the soup kitchen,Carol in the nursing home and give All that you have to charity, But do not show your love to loved ones, It profits you nothing. .If you 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,You have missed the point..Love stops the cooking to hug a child. .Love sets aside the decorating to kiss the spouse. .Love is kind, though worn and tired. .Love doesn't envy another's home that has coordinated Christmas linens and china. .Love doesn't yell at the kids to get out of the way. .Love doesn't give only to those that are able to give in return, but rejoices in giving to those that can't. .Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. .Love never fails. .Video games will break, Diamonds and pearls may be lost, golf clubs will rust. .But giving the gift of love will endure forever.