I am always amazed as I grow older, to see people my age teaching their kids about Santa Claus. I hate Santa Claus, have always hated Santa Claus, will always hate Santa Claus. Why in the world would I want gifts from some nameless, meaningless person who has been given God-like qualities????
When I get a gift, I want to know who it is from. The gift means so little without a person behind it, wouldn't you agree? God's gift of His Son, was clearly marked. The Bible says, "GOD GAVE" His only Son.
I taught my kids from birth that there was no Santa. There isn't, so why would I teach them about it? It's not that I'm no fun, well, I guess I'm not. Lies aren't fun to me. No one believes that Cinderella is real. Why? Because we say it is a story, a FAIRY tale. So, if you are so fired up to talk about Santa in a season where we celebrate the ultimate extreme sacrifice, at least say it is a story. I'm hurt that Santa is taught to kids. I love the Christ who came as a baby because I WAS DEAD IN MY TRESPASSES AND SIN. DEAD, I tell you. Ain't no Santa takin' me to heaven.
And by the way, it's the minute stretcher that gets Santa to all the houses Christmas Eve. DUH!
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Preach it! You go girl, love Mom PS your Children are the 3rd or 4th generation who taught their children about Christ not Mr. Santos (Ernest saves Christmas)
I believe in Santa. He makes me happy. Haven't you read I Santa 3:16? I want Santa to run for president.
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