Santa lives at the North Pole; Jesus is everywhere.
Santa rides in a sleigh; Jesus rides on the wind and walks on the water.
Santa comes but once a year; Jesus is an ever present help.
Santa comes down your chimney uninvited; Jesus stands at your door and knocks.
Santa makes you stand in line to see him; Jesus is as close as the mention of His name.
Santa lets you sit on his lap; Jesus lets you rest in His arms.
Santa asks, “Little boy, little girl, what is your name?” Jesus knew our names before we did.
Santa has a belly like a bowl full of jelly; Jesus has a heart full of love.
Santa offers “Ho,ho,ho”; Jesus offers health, help, and hope.
Santa says “You better not cry”; Jesus says, “Cast all your cares on me for I care for you.”
Santa’s little helpers make toys; Jesus makes new lives, mends hearts, repairs broken homes.
Santa may make you chuckle; Jesus gives you joy.
Santa puts gifts under your tree; Jesus became our gift and died on the tree.
There’s really no comparison.
Jesus is the reason for the season.
(C) Rev. Betty A Beach-Connell 2018