I love Christmas!

Some of my favorite things about Christmas include the songs, the nativity scenes, giving to those in need, and extended opportunities to spend time with family and friends.

The older I get, the more I try to focus on the real reason for the season and not so much the commercialized reason. It’s hard to convince some people of this though, especially when a lot of folks don’t have a growing relationship with Christ like I do. Now, I don’t have birthday party for Jesus or anything like that (maybe I should), but I love everything about this time of year.

Some people have a stronger belief in Santa than they do of Jesus. I’m not necessarily saying that you can’t believe in Santa (I’m 37 years old and still believe in the spirit of him), but if it’s so easy to believe in ‘ole St. Nick, why can’t you believe in Jesus, too?

They do have several things in common, for example:

  • They both have beards, one much whiter than the other.
  • They both were carpenters, one for toys.
  • They both show up unexpectedly. You never knew when Santa would show up, so your parents made you go to bed early on Christmas Eve.
  • They both know everything about you. Jesus knew us before we were born. Santa knows who is naughty or nice.
  • They command you to listen to your parents.
  • They both give gifts.

With that being said, what could the belief in Santa Clause possibly have in common with the belief, or lack thereof, in Jesus Christ? santa

“Just because you can’t see something, doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.”

I love this quote from the movie The Santa Clause, and I found myself thinking of this movie, and my reason for comparing Jesus and Santa, when I read 1 Peter 1: 8-9, in my devotional this morning. It reads:

“Though you have not seen him, you love him. Though you do not now see him, you believe in him and rejoice with joy that is inexpressible and filled with glory, obtaining the outcome of your faith, the salvation of your souls.”

We keep the spirit of Santa alive in our children’s hearts by giving them hope that he really does exist. We can’t see him, but we love him. Heck, even as an adult, I know he doesn’t really exist, but the inexpressible joy I feel when I think about all the Christmas mornings I woke up as a kid elated with “gifts from Santa,” it makes me smile to this day.

This is the same for my hope and joy that Jesus Christ gives to me. Just because I can’t see Him, I love Him, and I know that He is there for me. The hope I have in Him restores my faith in Him, my belief in Him, and I rejoice with joy that is inexpressible and filled with glory.

This Christmas season, as you’re preparing your plans, I encourage you to consider putting Christ back into Christmas. It’s ok to celebrate with stockings and gifts, but don’t go overboard. Jesus really is the reason for the season.

Peace and blessing to you and yours,

Aunt Bubba