I Believe in Santa Claus

This time of year I remember watching Garfield Goose on TV in Chicago.  Somewhere around this time of year there was a special mini movie that the host, Fraiser Thomas played to officially kick off the Christmas season.

I've always loved Christmas time, the lights, the decorations, the tamales.
Around 3rd or 4th grade many of my friend's parents told them that Santa Claus wasn't real.  Of course each one seemed to think that it was their job to make certain their peers learned this (supposed) truth.
Personally, I've held on to my belief in Santa.

I know what you're thinking, "This is a Christian blog.  You're a dang pastor for crying out loud!"  To that, my response is (respectfully) "Get over it."

I understand that we celebrate Christmas to mark the birth of our savior Jesus.  His life and sacrifice of that life are the foundations of our faith!

But believe there is always room for Santa.
When my kids were at the previously mentioned age where all of their friends tried to ruin their Christmas, they asked me "Dad, is Santa Claus real?"
My answer was always the same, "I believe in Santa Claus."
Here's why:
-Santa encourages kids to be good.  I know I never wanted to be on his "naughty list."
-Santa promotes generosity- I loved the stories my dad used to tell of how he would get some toy or gift made from materials his parents re-purposed in to something special just for him.  Often the original item was something of value that his mother or father had given up to make the day special for the family.
-Santa brings joy- or at the very least temporarily allows us to forget our differences and unite.  Who can hear that loud "Ho, Ho, Ho" without at least cracking a smile?
And
-Santa takes us back.  When I see Santa I feel like a kid all over again.  How can that be a bad thing?

This year I wore my Grandpa Woody's Santa costume.
It was one of the most fun experiences!  Walking the streets of downtown Madison in full costume was a blast!  I had people honk and wave, and almost everyone answered back when I shouted out "Ho, Ho, Ho!  Merry Christmas!"
The church kids at the party I attended lit up when they saw Santa.  Even the adults had a great time being kids again.
I can't wait to be one of Santa's helpers again next year!
-- Interesting true fact, my Mom's maiden name?  Claus!

That's the Santa Claus in which I believe!

Merry Christ-mas!