Santa and the Christ child

Wednesday night we had our ward Christmas Party. It was really nice. I'll post some pictures later but I want to tell this story now before I forget. The program was interactive as the congregation and primary kids took turns singing. There was a manger/nativity scene. Kaysen was one of the wise men and Kay J was a shepherd. With the help of my friend, their costumes turned out really cute (Thanks Cass!). Morgan went to a basket ball game instead of joining the family. Heather came so her kids to enjoy the program and Santa, too. (I love those kids!)

Anyway, the program was almost finished when Santa entered the stage. I expected the primary children to get all excited and wiggly but they just kept singing. Santa went over to the manger and knelt down with his head bowed. A tear came to my eye. Why was that so touching? It was like . . . all of a sudden Santa became more than the commercial side of Christmas. He was a fellow Christian; someone who also has love and appreciation for the Savior; someone who shares my faith and would kneel before Jesus with humility and compassion. I still don't know why it made me cry. Maybe I've just been touched by the Christmas spirit. But I know it's not the first time someone has tied the two together. See the poem below by Greg Olsen.

By the magical light of a small Christmas candle

A little old man tries to carefully handle
The small porcelain manger which serves as a bed

For the wee Baby Jesus to lay down His head.
In wonder he brings the manger up to his view,

Smiles at the baby and whispers, “I love you!
I love you for bringing this season of joy,

I love you for growing to a man from a boy;
For being our light and leading the way,

For being the spirit which makes Christmas Day!
You’ve been my mentor, my model, my hero and guide,

Please continue to help me and stay by my side.
I’ve tried to follow your teachings and give as you gave,

Reminding all to be kind and that it’s wise to behave.
Help me to serve others and bring them your light,

Especially the children, please bless them tonight!
Some have so very little, scarce food for their table,

You know how it feels – you were born in a stable.
Bless all their mothers and fathers with a knowledge that’s sure,

The best gift they can give is their love, strong and pure.
That’s the Spirit of Christmas when all’s said and done,

God’s gift of love, that came as His Son!”
Then back to His mother the child is returned

The Nativity glows as the candle is burned.
In a wink the little old man slips quietly away

Some say he goes up the chimney and climbs in a sleigh.
Whatever the case, His mission is clear

–Give unto others, bringing love and good cheer.
He flies into the night and bids us adieu

Doing for others what Jesus would do!
-- Greg Olsen