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About Santa
by Paul Leaman

Christmas stories on TV, what do you think?
There are a lot of them that push me to the brink,
I watch them because they're nice and wholesome,
The stories are good and often delightsome.

They don't exploit sex or use profanity and such,
In fact, some of them I like very much.
The majority of them are about one man, however,
Yes, that man is Santa and he is always so clever,

Some shows even make him as powerful as God!
He knows everything, can be everywhere, very odd.
And do it all on the same night,
Taking his world famous flight.

When I was just a little lad,
I went to the one person I could trust - my Dad;
He assured me that the truth of Santa was so,
Finding out later he lied to me, it was quite a blow.

Just tell your kids - it's make believe,
And knowing that truth, they won't feel deceived.
Well when it come to Christmas season,
Why don't we just get back to the main reason.
Jesus is the reason for the season!

Yes, let's celebrate God - giving us His only Son,
The Saviour of all who believe, even to the lowliest one.
Christmas is a wonderful time of the year,
It's a time we all enyoy and hold very dear;

So enjoy the day,
And let Christ have His way.

© 2004 by Paul H. Leaman

This writing may be used in its entirety, with credits in tact,
for non-profit ministering purposes.

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