Santa

Believe

Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.

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Interesting that this word should be the prompt this morning.  Earlier, while searching for an illustration for my Bible study blog,  I came across this:

 

Image result for cartoon: child on Santa's lap, "where are you in the Bible?"

Of course, Santa is not in the Bible.  My parents must have done a good job of helping us to understand that Santa was make-believe, like Mickey Mouse or Superman. I honestly do not  remember ever believing that Santa was real, and still I enjoyed that aspect of Christmas, knowing very well that it was just a fairy tale.

There were no presents under our tree from Santa.  He was not the all-knowing, all-seeing, all-present power figure in a red suit that filled the store windows. There were no elves, no Mrs. Claus, no magical toy factory at the North Pole. Still, we sang Rudolph the red-Nosed Reindeer  and Here Comes Santa Claus in the same way we sang other fun songs.

We never sang them, though, with the same attitude of expectation and awe that I remember when we sang Silent Night, Holy Night,  or Oh, Little Town of Bethlehem.  We knew those songs were from a whole different realm, one that was sacred and holy, and not to be reduced to fairy tale status like Santa Claus.

My mom and dad told us the truth right from the beginning. They never had to deal with the trauma of our realizing Santa was a hoax, because we always knew he was just a story.

Seems to me that what they did is a lot better than teaching kids to believe in Santa and then having them realize it was all a lie.

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5 thoughts on “Santa

  1. I told my daughter that St. Nicholas was a real person who gave gifts to poor children, which is something Jesus would definitely approve. Because of her Swedish heritage on her dad’s side, she grew up attending a St. Lucia breakfast every year at Christmas – another example of honoring the Spirit of Christmas by showing kindness to others.

    I may have written “from Santa” on some of her gifts, I can’t remember, but what I should have written on all of them is “from God,” since every good and perfect gift is from Him.

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  2. Being from a pretty-much non-Christian home (divided belief between Mom & Dad actually) I was taught the tales of Santa, the Easter bunny, the Tooth Fairy. I don’t remember when I found out they were fables or feeling a big let-down.

    My husband, on the other hand, came from a religious home and was quite grieved and disappointed when he found out his parents had lied to him and there really was no Santa. So I guess each child reacts differently. We chose to always tell our child the truth.

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  3. marvel

    Oh, this is beautiful and reminds me of my own childhood. The procedure was always the same. The family went to the church and mostly Grandpa and Dad stayed at home. And when we had returned, Santa Claus has been there and distributed the presents under the tree. We also knew it was not true (like the Easter bunny), but no one asked, because it was risky because of the gifts.
    Before the gift gifting, either someone read the story of Jesus birth or we also had it on record. Then songs were sung, as the last song “Silent night holy night” and “O, how joyful” …. that was always very solemn and also emotional, because mostly Tears have flowed, because we missed the deceased family members. And so it is still today in my family.

    I believe that the right belief in something has something to do with a deep feeling, certainly also a part desire and longing but also solemnity.

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