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Well here it is getting to the time of year for Christmas. Time for
the many stories people come up with about Jesus, and this fellow name of
Santa. First off let’s get one thing clear. The reason for the season is
Jesus. The date of his birth to come and walk among people. We are not
sure of what date this happened, so a day was somewhere in time picked.
And we have Christmas, now we got that out of the way. Remember with out
Jesus there would have never been Christmas. So therefore Jesus has to be
the reason for the season.
Now then this guy name of Santa, just who is this faker? But wait
a minute here, there is a Santa Claus. I have met the man, and I knew he
was a good man. I kind of remember him, it has been so long ago that the
meeting took place, but I will always remember the man, even if the face,
the real name I have forgotten.
There is something about this fellow Claus. You see he can also be
a she. In either case can be slim, can be a bit on the heavy side, also
some comes tall, some come short. Some comes with a happy look, on the
other hand some even looks kind of grumpy at times. A real Santa has a
soft heart most of the time.
This Santa is real, he/she lives as sure as anything. Oh we get
lots of stories about different things. That may be a cover up, as we
really don't know the house he/she lives in. But Santa lives somewhere,
down the street, cross town, around the corner, somewhere— yes, Santa
lives. It may well be the North Pole, heck we might be wrong, could be
the South Pole.
You see the Santa Claus I am thinking of is anyone that reaches out
to touch some other person’s life. It can be a drop of a few coins in the
little red kettle. It can be a smile, it can be a kind word when one is
needed. It can be in lots of different forms, at different times of the
year. Don't really have to be Christmas time.
I wish in closing of this yarn to say one more thing. Thanks Mr.
Santa Claus of Sikeston, Missouri for the little red wagon and other gifts
so many years ago. I have forgotten your real name, but I am sure God
remembers what you did. God Bless your soul. Yes there is a Santa Claus.
Tinker
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