If You Don’t Believe

My husband tells me about the time his mom took them each aside at Christmas time to ask them what they wanted.   Privately she took each child to her room and said “do you believe in Santa Claus?”   He remembers the year he told her no.

She said “okay, we’re done here.”

We laughed and he put up his hands and said to me “let me rethink this…” is the panic he had as a child.

Personally, as a child or an adult, I would panic if I didn’t believe.

If you don’t believe, where’s the hope?  The excitement?  The anticipation?  The joy?

We aren’t done here.