I can hardly believe it is
already Christmas Eve! I am happy to report that I have finally finished all of
my Christmas shopping and am able to relax and just enjoy the holiday season. I
have always enjoyed Children’s Christmas stories, they are so beautifully
illustrated and written. One of my favorite family traditions is reading Twas
The Night Before Christmas as a closing on Christmas Eve. As much as I love
Twas The Night Before Christmas the story/letter of Yes, Virginia, There is a
Santa Claus has always held a special place in my heart. I love how the letter
to Virginia is written and the message behind it. Even if at times you may not
be able to see something it is important to hold onto what is good in life and
embrace the magic that is in the acts of love, kindness, and generosity. I knew
I wanted to share a Christmas story with you today and I debated between Twas
the Night Before Christmas and Yes, Virginia, There is a Santa Claus but in the
end I decided to go with the latter because of the message behind the story. Wishing
Everyone A Happy Christmas Eve!
“DEAR EDITOR: I am 8 years old.
Some of my little friends say there is not Santa Claus. Papa says, ‘If you see
it in THE SUN it’s so.’ Please tell me the truth; is there a Santa Claus?
Virginia O’Hanlon
115 West Ninety-Fifth Street
VIRGINIA, your little friends
are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They
do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which is not
comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be
men's or children's, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere
insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about
him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and
knowledge.
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. It would be
as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith
then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no
enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood
fills the world would be extinguished.
Not believe in Santa Claus! You
might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to
watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if
they did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees
Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real
things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you
ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that
they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are
unseen and unseeable in the world.
You may tear apart the baby's
rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the
unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all
the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry,
love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal
beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this world there
is nothing else real and abiding.
No Santa Claus! Thank God! He
lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten
times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of
childhood.
~Response written by
Francis Pharcellus