Could we interrupt this day to talk about Santa Claus for a minute?
Do you remember some of your favorite Christmas presents from Santa? I know I always wanted a doll, and looking at them, along with that fabulous majorette costume in the Sears catalog. Thereâ€™s also a faded picture of me proudly holding a doctorâ€™s kit, but Iâ€™m guessing I thought it was a special purse because I never wanted to be a doctor.
I remember one yearâ€”I was probably 12 or 13â€”and feeling SO GROWN UP because my dad got me the same present he got my mother and my grandmotherâ€”Estee Lauder Youth Dew!
One year, when I was a senior in college, I got a trench coat! I still own itâ€”a symbol of my journalism career.
At our house, my little girls who I used to dress in matching velvet dresses and bring to church, are now 20, 22 and 25. They donâ€™t let me dress them in matching outfits any more, but they still believe in Santa Claus. Iâ€™ve told them, like Virginia was told by that newspaper man so many years ago that
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!
So at our house we believe in Santa Claus. What we wish for might not be found in the Sears catalog or even online in any Cyber Monday door-buster bargain. But we believe and we hope.
And I still have things I hope for, and the list changes from one year to the next. It might be a good grade for one of my daughter’s in a certain class or hoping that a certain soldier stays safe. Every year, though, one of my favorite Christmas lists comes from a song made famous by singer Amy Grant.
Grown-Up Christmas List
(by David Foster & Linda Thompson Jenner)
Do you remember me
I sat upon your knee
I wrote to you with childhood fantasies
Well I’m all grown-up now
And still need help somehow
I’m not a child
But my heart still can dream
So here’s my lifelong wish
My grown-up Christmas list
Not for myself
But for a world in need
No more lives torn apart
That wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
Everyone would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown-up Christmas list
As children we believed
The grandest sight to see
Was something lovely
Wrapped beneath our tree
Well heaven surely knows
That packages and bows
Can never heal a hurting human soul.
So even at Christmas, when people are torn apart from so many things in an imperfect world, Iâ€™m grateful for friends like you. Iâ€™m happy we have each other. And I wish for you, my cyber friends, a merry Christmas and that Santa brings you everything on your grown-up Christmas list.