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Is there a Santa Claus?

Web posted on December 24, 2019

There comes a time when writers face obstacles in completing a writing assignment. For several days I have been drafting in my mind, on paper and on screen my best wishes for Christmas to all our readers.

My fear was that I would write a cliche column restating everything that has already been said about this most important Christian Holiday.

But as if by divine intervention a Facebook post from Past District Governer Lion Karen McNeight, who inducted me into the service club, provided me with a well-written and uniquely different approach to understanding why Christmas is more than just a day of rest for some or a commercial bonanza for retailers.

What follows deserves to be published because it embodies what many people accept as the true meaning of Christian living.

Is There a Santa Claus? -- Writer unknown

Son: "Dad, I think I'm old enough now. Is there a Santa Claus?."

Dad: "Ok, I agree that you're old enough. But before I tell you, I have a question for you. You see, the truth is a dangerous gift. Once you know something, you can't unknow it. Once you know the truth about Santa Claus, you'll never again understand and relate to him as you do now. So my question is: Are you sure you want to know?"

Brief pause.

Son: "Yes, I want to know."

Dad: "Ok, I'll tell you: Yes, there is a Santa Claus."

Son: "Really?"

Dad: Yes, really, but he's not an old man with a beard in a red suit. That's just what we tell kids. You see, kids are too young to understand the true nature of Santa Claus, so we explain it to them in a way that they can understand. The truth about Santa Claus is that he's not a person at all; he's an idea. Think of all those presents Santa gave you over the years. I actually bought those myself. I watched you open them. And did it bother me that you didn't thank me? Of course not! In fact it gave me great pleasure. You see, Santa Claus is THE IDEA OF GIVING FOR THE SAKE OF GIVING, without thought of thanks or acknowledgement. When I saw that woman collapse on the subway last week and called for help, I knew that she'd never know that it was me that summoned the ambulance. I was being Santa Claus when I did that."

Son: "Oh."

Dad: "So now that you know, you're a part of it. Now you have to be Santa Claus, too. That means you can never tell a young kid the secret, and you have to help us select Santa presents for them, and most important, you have to look for opportunities to help people. Got it?"

Help each other this Christmas kind.

On that pleasant thought, I wish each of our readers a wonderful holiday filled with joy, laughter and love.

That's it. Until next time.