Santa Claus is as real to me as he is to millions of children around the world. No I am not crazy and my family does not need to worry about me losing my mind.
Santa, to me, represents the spirit of giving, of love, of peace, and of unity in the world. The twinkle he puts onto a child’s face, especially a child who has been withdrawn from the light for so long, is precious and should be cherished.
Santa is a symbol of the goodness that we as a people all have inside of us to share, especially at this time of year when we remember the birth of our Savior Jesus Christ. He is a symbol of how the love of Christ can be shared among all mankind.
As was said by the famous Francis Pharcellus Church :
Yes Virginia there really is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.
Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that’s no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.
You may tear apart the baby’s rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.

To all my friends, have a very merry Christmas. May your minds be filled with the wonder of imagination, the joy of giving, and the spark of adventure. May your hearts be filled with the love of Jesus Christ, peace, and love for those around you.








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