Staci and I have vowed to never lie to our girls. There are things that we won’t tell them, or maybe not fully expound on as they aren’t yet ready or strong enough to understand them, but we explain that too. And they trust us with their little hearts. They believe what we tell them. They know that we sometimes make mistakes, but overall we are the two people in the entire world that they will believe over anyone else.
And that is a responsibility whose weight can increase the more I think about it…
We don’t bring Santa Claus into our Christmas celebrations, and here are the main reasons why (I thought I had written about this in Christmas past, but looking back I saw I hadn’t yet).
Rule #1 – Don’t lie to our kids
We teach our kids about the real Saint Nicholas, and about the kindness he showed to people around him. We also teach them about the concept of today’s Santa Claus, and that he is not real. The men dressed up in Santa costumes in the malls are just regular men, and different ones at different malls in different cities. The truth is, there is no such thing as Santa Claus today, and all of us adults know this to be true. This is the truth we tell our girls.
If we had told our girls about Santa Claus in the way he is believed in by many little children in our culture, they would believe that Santa Claus gives them gifts at Christmas, receives their requests (and sometimes grants them), is somewhat omniscient, and flies about in a reindeer-driven sleigh. It’s fine to imagine such things. Our girls have very vivid imaginations and we encourage that. But it’s not fine for me to tell them that these things are real and true. Because one day they will come to learn that these things aren’t real and aren’t true.
We also teach them about a God they cannot see, but who receives their requests (and sometimes grants them), who gives them gifts, and who is omniscient. If they had once believed us about Santa Claus, the tooth fairy, and the Easter bunny and later found all these to be false, what might they think of other things we have told them to be true?
Therein lay the main reason Santa Claus isn’t part of our Christmas celebrations.
The Glory Thief
It’s really important for me to have my kids give me the glory for the Christmas gifts that I give them. And for them to also thank God for providing for us to be able to give these gifts in the first place. I would feel robbed if my kids gave Santa Claus my glory, and thanked him for the gifts instead of me. I so love the hugs and happy faces on Christmas day as they excitedly rip into their gifts, from the start knowing from whom they came.
We teach our girls about the significance of gift-giving at Christmas. How that Jesus was the ultimate gift that God could give for us, so that we could be friends with God and one day be with him, together, forever. Similarly, God wants all the thanks, all the glory for the almost-unbelievable sacrificial gift he gave for us.
The conceptual Santa Claus steals Christmas glory each season. It is difficult enough to steer our girls’ attention away from the materialism and marketing around this time of year… we don’t need yet another glory thief.
There is Enough Magic
Christmas time is filled with sparkles and lights and shiny things that so quickly capture the imaginations and hearts of our little ones. It truly is a magical time of the year that forever imprints strong feelings and memories… and in our home we are richly blessed to be able to make those memories wonderful and joyful. Our girls have a mommy and daddy that love each other something crazy, and that love both of them to bits. Our home is a sanctuary… a place of peace and strength amidst so many broken worlds around us… and this is only possible for us because of God’s great miraculous love for us, and his constant involvement in our every day.
My parents created a similar home environment and I was very privileged to be born into their home. And of course I am extremely thankful that they relied on God’s strength to build and keep such a fortress. And though throughout most (if not all) of our childhood our family was technically well below poverty level, we were provided for, and Christmas felt magical every time it came around. We too didn’t invite Santa Claus into our Christmas celebrations. And like our girls, I didn’t feel like I missed out on a thing. I was actually glad I didn’t have to go sit on a stranger’s lap in a mall and get pictures taken with him… I wouldn’t have felt comfortable doing that.
Christmas has enough magic on its own, enough that can distract or enhance the story, the real reason, that we don’t really need another key distracter.
To Sum Up…
So we don’t want to make our kids believe in something that isn’t real. We want their thanks and the glory to go to the right places. We help create joyful, warm, magical Christmas celebrations every year in our home. And we’re more than fine with all that. So are our girls.

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