To quote Andy Williams, “It’s the most wonderful time of the year.”
As Wikipedia explains, “Christmas is an annual festival commemorating the birth of Jesus Christ, observed primarily on December 25 as a religious and cultural celebration among billions of people around the world. … The traditional Christmas narrative, the Nativity of Jesus, delineated in the New Testament says that Jesus was born in Bethlehem… When Joseph and Mary arrived in the city, the inn had no room and so they were offered a stable where the Christ Child was soon born, with angels proclaiming this news to shepherds who then further disseminated the information.”
Not only do we celebrate the birth of Jesus, but this time of year is also often described as “the giving season”. It is that time of year where many individuals take time to appreciate what they have and then they try to help those who are less fortunate. Whether you write a check to an organization or you go all-out “adopting” families or children to purchase specific items that they are requesting, there is magic in the air. It is that time of year where families come together from near and far to celebrate the old traditions and make lots of new memories. It is that moment of seeing the world through the eyes of a child and knowing that you were once that innocent. Christmas is that spirit that encourages us to remember to say thank you and do the simple things, like hold the door open or carry someone’s packages. It is the twinkle in the eyes of the children as they hope for all the good things to come.
Lastly, it is that time of year where thousands of children will ask the simple question, “Is there a Santa Claus?” I will leave you with this editorial from The Sun to remind you of the importance of believing in the unknown, in the hope that for these last few weeks of the year we can make the effort to make this world a better place.
I am 8 years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, “If you see it in The Sun, it’s so.” Please tell me the truth, is there a Santa Claus?
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Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men’s or children’s, are little. In this great universe of ours, man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.
Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence.
We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The external light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.
Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies. You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if you did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that’s no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.
You tear apart the baby’s rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived could tear apart. Only faith, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, Virginia, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.
No Santa Claus! Thank God! He lives and lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay 10 times 10,000 years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.
“Is There a Santa Claus?” reprinted from the September 21, 1897, number of The New York Sun. (https://www.nysun.com/editorials/yes-virginia/68502/)
Deanna M. Eble
Russo Law Group, P.C.
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Garden City, NY 11530