Grandma, Is Santa Claus for Real?
It’s a tricky question to try and answer when ones grown children support the Santa Claus reality for their children’s “fun” and “wonderment”. “Don’t spoil the magic of Christmas by telling them there is no Santa Claus,” they say.
Having celebrated Christmas for most of my life and propagated the Santa Claus fantasy with my own children and now watching them continue to propagate this fable with their children I pray for wisdom and discernment to know how to walk these troubled waters. Too late in life I came to realize that I was lying to my children when, for fun, I told them about the magic of Santa Claus, and various other “magical” beings like the Tooth Fairy and the Easter Bunny. Children believe us, their parents and teachers, when we tell them things as supposed “truth” only later to be discovered as lies and fabrications.
My grandchildren came home from school the other day all excited about the magical antics of something called, “Elf on the Shelf” where as the story goes an “Elf” is sent from the North Pole to watch the kids and report back to Santa. To help keep the belief that the “Elf” is real, each night the “ELF” goes to see Santa and is found the next morning in a new spot. The movement is what makes the “Elf” seem so real to the kids. Of course, parents or teachers, as in this case, the “Elf on the Shelf” was being used in my grandchildren’s school, are doing all the different placements and writing the notes and depositing the before Christmas goodies to encourage “good” behavior from their children or students. I finally broke into their excited chatter and said, “It is only a story.” “No, Grandma, it’s real, he’s magic; we can’t touch him or his power goes away,” both my grandchildren repeated several times with strong conviction.
I remember back in the Nineties George Otis Jr. going to the Burning Man Festival in Black Rock, Nevada to film a documentary of the goings-on. The one scene in his documentary that has stayed with me in vivid detail over the years was the scene where Zoe, or Life, was seduced by the devil and taken off to the fires of hell while a child’s piano tinkled Jesus Loves Me in the background. So very ineffective against the onslaught of the glitz and glamour of the enticements of the world and its wicked ways!
Have you noticed that almost everywhere you care to look the theme is “MAGIC!”
At the Frankfurt International Book Fair I attended this October I was told that the current publishing theme is “magic”. If your book has an element of “magic” in it, you will most likely get picked up by a traditional publisher. Magic is what’s selling!
Magic is seducing our children straight into the flames of hell! Did you know that the foundation associated with The Francis Schaefer Institute in the past has given the Harry Potter books an OK? Just a fun story to read to your kids! And we wonder why there is such a tremendous rise of all things associated with Wicca and the Occult!
Think about this… if you tell your child that Santa is real over and over again, multiple times and in multiple ways until one day they come home from school or a friend’s house or from church and with down-cast eyes and tear-stained faces or with defiance in their voice tell you that Santa Claus is not real, he’s only make believe; “you lied to me”, how do you expect them to believe the stories you have been telling, or want to tell them about their Savior, Jesus/Yashua? What is truth in their young minds?
Santa Claus is NOT just an innocent, fun concept to help make the Christmas season “magical” for your children. Watch this video link, Krampus Christmas parade, and then tell me that Christmas is an innocent, fun-loving time of the year to get together with family and friends; drink some egg nog, maybe burn a yule log, have a big dinner, open a mountain of presents then have a fight with your spouse while you listen to the kids whine, cry and complain about the presents they didn’t get.
I have never been so happy on Christmas day as the year 2002 when my husband and I decided not to celebrate this day. We have continued to avoid, as much as we can, the events of this day that defines so much heartache and unmet expectations for so many people.
I refuse to perpetrate the lie of Santa Claus. I believe this lie, and others of its ilk, is responsible for the alarming statistics of so many of our Christian young people leaving the faith of their fathers and mothers for the seduction of the devil and the flames of hell.
So, when my grandchildren ask me if Santa Claus is for real or tell me with such conviction about the antics of Elf on the Shelf I turn the conversation to the story of the birth of our Savior. It has now become the asked for story at bedtime. And NO, I do not believe that Jesus was born on December 25; but He was born of a virgin, lived a sinless life, died a cruel death on a tree, but rose to life on the third day and is now seated at Father YHVH’s Right Hand in the heavens. He did this for you and me that we might be saved and live in relationship with Him for all eternity. He is coming to this earth again and He is going to gather up all who believe in Him and take them to live with Him forever. This is the Greatest Story ever told and it is TRUTH!