I remember thinking as a child (very young, in fact) that Santa had no chimney to come down, at our house. It took me a long time to ask ‘so how does Santa get in?”
This is kind of a special story to me, the one where I say “God and I” had a lot of talks about Santa Claus.
It (seems) like rather trepidatious waters, to shout from the house top there is no santa, when half or more of the world seems to believe in him.
The truth is he was a man born in Turkey, he served God, and he was an orphan. He gave generously, had signs and wonders follow him, and the Catholic church declared him a saint.
The “santa’ We hear about is simply a poem written in the 1800’s “come to life”. i wonder what Saint Nicholas would think about the stories we are telling about him today?
I know if I spent my life serving God and following after him, It would make me sad to be depicted as some guy who goes down chimney’s, with perpetual slaves making toys, and reindeer flying me around the world delivering toys to only “good” boys & girls.
Back in the 90’s, God and I had this big long talk. It was decided that my children would not be taught about santa claus, but we would always give glory to God for whatever he did (at Christmas time). We made an agreement, he and I, and it brought peace to my household.
I asked the Lord to please “bless my children” at Christmas, and make it special for them. And he did, Year after year. I even have a book of testimonies about it.
St Nick was an awesome guy (and man of God) worthy of knowing about! He was generous, and there is an account he may have even raised someone from the dead!
I wonder if telling our children the truth is a good idea? (just a thought).I know I did. And I have never regretted it.
Far be it from me to have them wonder “what else I lied about”