https://greatawakening.win/p/19A0yDrIgQ/x/c/4ZHkHvGgI4e

I’m putting this comment over here, rather than there, specifically to hopefully keep other eyes off of it. (So as to not be Debbie Downer)

One of the hardest things there is to do is to point out things like this in love…

It can be hard enough to realize them, but much harder to communicate them where they can be heard.

I enjoyed Santa Claus growing up, knowing from a very young age that he didn’t exist, because we didn’t even have a chimney, come on, pull the other leg, but meant I woke up to a load of new toys that I got to pick out and order, and even with being dumb enough to open my mouth about it, my parents kept getting me cool new stuff every year anyway.

My cousins either did believe in Santa or pretended they did for the fringe benefits into their adulthoods. Was an absolutely untouchable thing for them.

Other children, people I’ve known, will find out Santa isn’t real, ask “what else did you lie to me about? Where is your evidence that Jesus is real, you liar?” then spend 10, 20, 30 years… or a lifetime… wandering in the desert in rejection of salvation and righteousness.

Because of a “fun story”.

We can point things out like this with our families, and endure the fracturing and heartbreak it does and will create, but is there a better way?

How do we break through the lies in love?

How do we break through the genuine, heartfelt, warm feelings we had as children to get through to the truth?

I know this, I’d sooner try to eat a live cat than kick off a comment to joys1daughter with the sentence “Santa is evil!” after she just merrily posted the Santa NORAD tracker…

Father, we are a stiff-necked people, and there are so many lies, and we are so prone to error, please have mercy on us.

Be blessed and welcome, u/GaetzIsInnocent

https://greatawakening.win/p/19A0yDrIgQ/x/c/4ZHkHvGgI4e

I’m putting this comment over here, rather than there, specifically to hopefully keep other eyes off of it.

One of the hardest things there is to do is to point out things like this in love…

It can be hard enough to realize them, but much harder to communicate them where they can be heard.

I enjoyed Santa Claus growing up, knowing from a very young age that he didn’t exist, because we didn’t even have a chimney, come on, pull the other leg, but meant I woke up to a load of new toys that I got to pick out and order, and even with being dumb enough to open my mouth about it, my parents kept getting me cool new stuff every year anyway.

My cousins either did believe in Santa or pretended they did for the fringe benefits into their adulthoods. Was an absolutely untouchable thing for them.

Other children, people I’ve known, will find out Santa isn’t real, ask “what else did you lie to me about? Where is your evidence that Jesus is real, you liar?” then spend 10, 20, 30 years… or a lifetime… wandering in the desert in rejection of salvation and righteousness.

Because of a “fun story”.

We can point things out like this with our families, and endure the fracturing and heartbreak it does and will create, but is there a better way?

How do we break through the lies in love?

How do we break through the genuine, heartfelt, warm feelings we had as children to get through to the truth?

I know this, I’d sooner try to eat a live cat than kick off a comment to joys1daughter with the sentence “Santa is evil!” after she just merrily posted the Santa NORAD tracker…

Father, we are a stiff-necked people, and there are so many lies, and we are so prone to error, please have mercy on us.

Be blessed and welcome, u/GaetzIsInnocent