I will share a secret about me…

I believe…

in Santa Claus! 

Yep!

Yes! I believe!

Ever since I can remember, I have loved Christmas and Santa has always been a part of the joy it brings to me. I remember looking in the sky on Christmas eve and believing I saw Santa Claus. I still remember the feelings I had. Happy feelings! Butterflies in my tummy feelings. Sure enough on Christmas morning, I was never disappointed! Santa always came and brought joy to our home! I couldn’t help but feel love & joy!

Then when I was in 4th grade the unthinkable happened!

My fourth grade teacher Mrs Casey told our whole class that Santa didn’t exist. He was “made up” and I had been lied to by my parents all my life about Santa.

Seriously?!!

Can you believe THAT?

I am still to this day not a big fan of Mrs Casey….

I was pretty upset about this, but as in all things something GOOD always comes from something BAD. Right?

So let me tell you about  the good. 

First of all, I discovered on my own that Mrs Casey was wrong!

There really IS a Santa, and now I could be Santas helper! I could help bring the joy Santa brings, for others as well as myself! I still looked for Santa in the sky on Christmas eve, I still felt that happy feeling of joy, got butterflies in my stomach, and was always happily surprised on Christmas morning.

I also knew that Jesus is the reason for the season. {as stated in my last post}

{Jesus is the Reason for the Season}

so…

It brings me to this.

{Have you ever wondered how Santa came to be? So important to Christmas and to You & Me?}

When I was in my 20’s I found the answer! It was in a poem who’s author is unknown. ( I have searched for an author with no results) From that day forward on Christmas eve, this poem was read in our home. 

I am going to share it here now.It begins like many Christmas poems, but evolves into a poem of great meaning.

THIS is why “I believe”

“To Remind the World of the Love Jesus Gave”

'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

And on goes the story about Christmas Eve

And the jolly old man in whom we believe.

Have you even wondered how Santa came to be?

So important to Christmas and to you and to me?

Well, it all began a long time ago,

The night before Christ to earth was to go.

All prepared to make Christ's birth well announced,

With angels and music and anthems pronounced.

But alas, all had forgotten in the final rush

How to make Christ’s birthday remembered to us.

The kingdom was searched for the most excellent plan

That would help us remember Gods gift to man.

A saintly old fellow, so jolly and gay

Came up with the best plan that was offered that day.

He said; Send a fellow each year at this time

Who would help people be happy and comfort their minds;

He could help man remember that God loves us so

By bringing presents to both friend and foe.

"He would show by example that true love and joy

Come only when shared with each girl and each boy."

Heaven decided that Santa’s plan would be just right,

And Santa was asked to play the part that very first night.

So from the first Christmas right down to today,

When one heard the bells jingling and saw the big sleigh,

They knew it was Santa making his way

To remind the world of the love Jesus gave.

So, this night before Christmas when you hear Santa come,

Remember he's doing it for the love of Gods Son.

Remember that he teaches as did Christ of old

That to give of ones self  is more precious than gold.'

Here is a printable I am sharing today!

I have mine framed in a 8×10 so I can preserve and share it each year.

“To Remind the World of the Love Jesus Gave”

{CLICK here for download}

Enjoy!

Jillene