Love, divine

If you're familiar with these famous "love verses" from 1 Corinthians chapter 13, then the Christmas version I am sharing below will get you thinking as we celebrate this last week of Advent. I will be the first to admit that despite my good intentions, I quickly allow find myself to slip into the same old patterns this time of year.  Allowing my calendar to fill up despite promising not to let that happen. Skipping some of our advent plans because I'm just too tired. Buying the kids just one or two more gifts after I swore last year that the materialism was sickening. 

But I have to ask myself... Have I shown love? The parties and shiny decor and even the Nativity scenes are all well and good. But if Christmas is about love, so amazing and so divine, how can I bring that into my home in a very tangible way? There is so much rich wisdom in the verses from Corinthians 13. How do I have anything at all to offer my family this Christmas if I do not show love first and foremost? I don't want to be a noisy gong or a clanging symbol to them. I want to be LOVE this season. I urge you to click over and read the original text from 1 Corinthians and then come back here to see how the version below fits so well. 

1 Corinthians 13 

{A Christmas Version}

 By an unknown author

If I decorate my house perfectly with plaid bows, strands of twinkling lights and shiny balls, but do not show love, 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, 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, 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 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.


Merry Christmas to my Thrive Mom sisters!


Bri Carlisle is a wife and mother-of-two living in the Philadelphia area. You can connect with her via her personal blog, Woven where she is not afraid to admit that she does not enjoy Holiday baking with her children. But she has other good qualities - like making hot chocolate. You can also find her sharing pretty pictures on Instagram


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