Just Think About It.
Just Think About It.
The following thoughts were spawned when my friend Laurin posted an essay regarding the issue of Santa Claus.
I have often considered this question myself… what will I teach my children regarding Santa?
Many people would say that depriving our children of Santa is a crime; why should we bereave them of their childhood? However, I think this is inspired by nostalgia for our early youth and innocence, rather than an honest approach at the question.
I remember when I first became privy to the truth, and it disappointed me as well. I personally had little vested interest in Santa, the tooth fairy, or the Easter Bunny themselves. I was, however, insatiably curious about the Truth — did they exist? I looked down upon all the nay-sayers for their lack of faith and was shocked that they dared question my parents’ honesty. At best, I thought I would see the proof of Santa as did those lucky few in the movies. I planned to ask him numerous questions about his origin and purpose.
When my Mom finally spilled the beans after I told her I’d been evangelizing the non-believers at school, I was dismayed.
Neither admitting my folly to the kids at school nor fear of facing the world without a Santa shook me. The real blow was that my parents had not been 100% forthcoming with me. I could not believe they had lied. I remember that discussion, in which I asked how they could deceive me for so many years. In the end they said Santa was real — as a concept, in our hearts. This abated my indignation and I took some time to mull it over. In the end I accepted it, though I never decided what I would do when the time came for me to have children.
And now we come to your issue, which is whether our impetus for faith (for that is what it is) in Santa is any different than the force behind our faith in God. If they are the same, then we are doomed, for we see that our faith in Santa was unfounded — we were deceived. If they are the same, then God, at best, is a concept that is real in our Hearts (relativists, rejoice!) and a self-delusion or a hoax at worst (Dawkins, rejoice).
Fortunately, the reasons for the legitimacy of the claims made in scripture are more numerous and well-supported than any regarding the lore and fiction man has created through the ages.
Unfortunately, many people only believe in God for the same reasons they believed in Santa. Their parents told them He was real. They felt that if they paid their dues, He would reward them. They were scared of the consequences if they did not believe. See a pattern?
While these are all small factors for belief in God, they represent a very incomplete picture when viewed alone. Like Satan’s favorite lies, this one is mixed in with some true statements.
The truth: your perceptions can and will fail you. Those who love you and who inform your beliefs can and will fail you.
The lie: because of the this, you can never know anything or be secure in anything. Only by being in God’s shoes will you ever be secure in your knowledge.
Is not this the same lie he proposed in the garden?
Who told you that you would surely die? God doesn’t want you to know what He knows. He is pulling the wool over your eyes. Once you eat, you will be like God. You will know everything. You will be able to make your own informed decisions.
And so he tells us with every deception we hear, every failure we make, every disappointment we experience and every last tear that we shed. If we had only known more, if our loving God had only better prepared us, we could have done the right things to prevent these tragedies.
Whether Satan himself believes that he will one day triumph over God, I do not know. In the presence of Jesus, the demons who took up residence inside Legion apparently understood their eventual demise. Satan, however, dared to tempt Jesus face to face. If my understanding of John’s revelation is correct, he will one day attempt a short-lived battle against God. If Satan does believe he will triumph, he is mistaken. If he sees only failure ahead, then he desires to take us along.
Regardless, our experiences teach us that God is trustworthy. He has never lied to us. He has never failed us. His word is always fulfilled, and our duty is ever to trust and obey. He will lead us through suffering. “In this life, you will have trouble. But be of good cheer. I have overcome the world.”
In conclusion; I still stand undecided regarding Santa. In the end I think I will probably use him as an allegory, rather than presenting him as a being who actually exists.
For those who find their foundations weak because they were once deceived, remember: the oldest deceiver was meting out that poison long before santa was ever written into the pages of fantasy. The deception over which Jesus triumphed was far greater than our modern Christmas or the grinch who stole it away.
At 1:35 in the morning, I find myself wondering what I’m doing here. At what-a-burger, on a lunch break, in pensacola. You couldn’t have convinced me I’d be here four years ago. I thought I’d be in Italy, or a youth minister, or something that would make me feel accomplished. Something that wouldn’t involve eating onion rings and typing away to people who are already asleep. Something that wouldn’t involve listening to teenagers try and impress each other in the booth across from me. Something that wouldn’t involve being needy.
I can see it, at least some of it, through his eyes now. I’ve been here awhile. A lot more than 4 years This mat is getting old. I can’t even piece together the events that led me here anymore, but at the end of the day I blame myself. If someone could rid me of that… but it doesn’t really matter. I can’t move on my own. If it weren’t for my friends, I wouldn’t move at all. Today they’re taking me to him. He’ll be busy, and I don’t expect much.
But now I come to it. My friends have destroyed property, cut in line, and ignored manners. So he talks to me. Forgiven, he says? I expected to hear about my faults. I did not expect to see them banished. This would have been enough. But now he tells me to pick up my pad and walk. Of course, I can no more do that than fly. But for him, I have a feeling the wind would even stop blowing if he asked.
And so I walk.
He sent me and my sin packing, just like I thought. But I never could have guessed we’d be going in opposite directions.
Friends and family, I thank you for the love you display. Old and new, young and seasoned, near and far; many of you have defied convention to move me when paralyzed, to love me when a failure, and to put me in a position to talk with Jesus.
I feel I’m coming to a crossroads, and I want to be open for Him to send me packing where He will. Please pray for me and encourage me. Let me know when I can do the same. May the fruit of God’s spirit grow in you all,
-Lloyd
Hello, readers of my blog. In eleven short hours, the final Harry Potter book will be released. I’ve hidden my eyes from any mention of Harry Potter except mugglenet in fear that my cherished hours of revelation would be spoiled. I’m really excited to hear how the story ends, but very sad that it will be over. No more lengthy discussions on whether or not Snape is evil. No more waiting for the next book to arrive with fevered anticipation, or looking on J.K.’s website to see if she will drop any clues. No more devouring each new book without self-control like some famished animal that hasn’t eaten in days. J.K., I doubt you’ll ever read this blog, but thank you so much for a fantastic run and a renewed appreciation for modern authors. I’ve been completely impressed. But for now, like someone enjoying their last hours with a spouse before separation or death, I’ll throw my sadness aside and indulge once more, for this will surely be the end of one of the best literary experiences to be enjoyed for a long while to come.
And, for the record, I will give my predictions of what will happen in the final book.
1. Ron or Hermione will die. One saving the other. My bet is that Ron will try to be the hero, but Hermione will end up taking the fall. I hope I’m wrong and that they both live.
2. Dumbledore will be resurrected in some fashion. I think he’ll likely make an entrance back into the world of the living from the Veil in the Department of Mysteries.
3. I hold out that Snape is good. Harry will actually love him before it’s all over.
4. Draco Malfoy will fight for the right side in the end. I think Narcissa will end up killing Lucius to defend Draco.
5. Voldemort will pull a Vader and reclaim his identity as Tom at the last minute. He will face death willingly with Dumbledore as his guide.
6. This is a hard one, I think, but Harry will live. And, so will Neville.
7. Peeves will accost or possibly kill a Dementor.
8. Fred and George will both end up being teachers.
9. Hagrid will become the head of Gryffindor.
These are probably all wrong, but these are my guesses. See you at the midnight release party. : )
There’s nothing like sitting at What-a-Burger, eating breakfast, and telling stories to 20 or so of your most loyal readers. (okay, 20 is an overestimate, and by ‘loyal’, I mean ‘only’). But thank goodness for free Wi Fi. I suggest you stop by sometime, and grab a burger or a milkshake. For fast food, you can’t beat the milkshakes here.
For those who don’t know, I’ve just taken a new position at my job as a supervisor. I’ve also recently volunteered to take the graveyard shift so that I can go to church on Wednesday nights. This means that I’ll be working a fixed shift, Tuesday – Saturday from 9:30pm to 6:00am every week. So, I find myself here eating breakfast and enjoying some people watching on a cloudy Saturday morning.
In May, Leslie and Sara came to visit. They brought rats. Leslie bought a Nintendo Wii while he was here. Those are addictive. We also played Goofy Golf with my Mom and Dad. I’m not sure who won, but it was the most fun I’ve had with the fam in a long time. It’s recommended. Sara is the best sister-in-law I could’ve asked for. I hope I do as well as Leslie did in the wife department. Of the wife store. That they have. Yesss.
Other things that are new: We have a summer youth intern named Thomas. I’m very excited about that already. We like to eat together and sometimes deal out some ownage in Taboo. He’s developing his ping-pong skills nicely (we all know that’s crucial, right? RIGHT?) Also he’s convinced me to buy a frisbee golf disc. I shall learn this game.
My friend Beulah is coming to visit me at the end of this month, so I’m pretty stoked about that. Our current plans involve the zoo, the beach, and lots of Home Movies and King of the Hill.
I’m going to go home now and watch some Saturday morning cartoons. Then I’m going to go to bed. Happy Saturday everyone.