Christmas Musings

As I looked over the table whereon were placed my Christmas gifts, examining each article. I seemed to feel the delight of a child. There was nothing of great value. nothing which, if I had purchased, would have given me such joy in possessing, but each one of these little gifts was an expression of love from some dear one, and, viewed from that standpoint, they were all as rare gems to me. As I pondered these things, I thought, How sweet this interchange of love at Christmas time! What pleasure I had experienced in preparing the little gifts which my small means had allowed me to make, and what happiness in these dear remembrances which lay before me. Then my thought wandered on to the many, many lives I would gladly have brightened this Christmas day had not limited means debarred me. Then I saw how necessarily partial our expressions of love must be when confined to gifts material, limited as matter always is, and at most but expressing the human love, only "the pattern of heavenly things." My heart went out to God in prayer to reflect more of divine Love, that priceless and impartial gift of "peace on earth, good-will to men" which Christmas day commemorates, for the source of this Love is boundless, and all who reflect it bestow a gift that lightens every heart which comes within their range of thought, even their enemies. It is unlimited and unlike the material. Our capital always increase in proportion as we give. How important, then, that our minds and hearts be ever open to this ceaseless fountain of Love that it may flow on through us to all mankind, removing the mountains of belief and making the valleys of depression to sing with immortal joy.

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