I was in attendence in Dallin's Sunday School class today. The topic was the Resurrection of Jesus Christ. As small children do, the conversation at one point quickly shifted. And as was appropriate for the season, Dallin and a friend of his started talking about Santa Claus.
Well, Santa's been a topic of conversation at our house lately with Christmas coming along and the bi-monthly feature from Netflix being "The Polar Express." We've explained to the children that Santa was a good man that lived a long time ago and that Mom and Dad play like we're Santa now. We've chosen this bend on the season, to downplay the receiving of gifts, and to hopefully give more of an emphasis on Christ and his birth.
We don't even have our presents under the tree this year (This is more for our sanity and so that there will be something left for Christmas Day), yet the children still anticipate Christmas Day and gifts they'll receive. Anyways, that's the background to the conversation.
So Dallin and his friend started talking about Santa Claus. Suddenly Dallin very definitively declared "Santa Claus is dead!"
Well his little friend didn't tolerate that in the least and retorted, "No he's not. He's alive!"
Dallin explained, "Not uugh! Santa Claus is dead, Aaron told me so!"
His friend was quite persistent. Perhaps it was inspired by the topic of the lesson, perhaps it was his desire to fit in. Finally Dallin conceded, "Well, maybe he came back to life! "
They both seemed to be able to agree on that point and so end the dispute.
Merry Christmas,
Brent