And later, Jesus proved how much he loves us when he died on the cross. So that night, when God gave us Jesus, all the love in the world came together in an explosion of power. It's the most powerful night in the world. The power that explodes is God's love. That's when wonderful things happen.
Reindeer can fly and Santa can go down chimneys.
He is undaunted by the fear that disillusionment will overtake those who once believed. I'm absolutely convinced that total believers who become doubters and then unbelievers still understand that you can be somebody else's Santa when you give of yourself unconditionally, expecting nothing in return. By being somebody's Santa Claus, you're emulating Christ. We hear bells Columnist Anna Quindlen wrote years ago in The New York Times about a boy named Christopher who believed in Santa. There will always be the cynics and unbelievers, just as there will always be parents who exploit the Santa myth to manipulate their kids and kids who milk it for the big payoff on Christmas morning.