Here is the 3rd stanza of “Because of Thy Great Bounty,” from The Eternal Things, by Grace Noll Crowell. It seemed a fitting thought to counter the commercialism of the season.
Because love has been lavished so
Upon me, Lord,
A wealth I know that was not meant
For me to hoard,
I shall give love to those in need,
Shall show that love by word and deed,
Thus shall my thanks be thanks indeed.
Merry Christmas to you and yours, whether your tree be large or small, real or artificial, green or silver (do they make those anymore?).