I tried to catch Santa once! It was a goal of mine as a little tyke. I had to prove to everyone that Santa was real and that no matter what, there was a Santa…
Santa is real and I think telling people who want a Santa that there is no Santa, is akin to destroying Christmas. Santa is in the heart and Santa does not represent material items to me. Santa represents, God and Jesus to me…
I just look at him like a different messenger for God. Now I realize that we have commercialized Santa, but then we have a commercialized God even more. Santa is a one day a year proposition and God is at the very least a every Sunday, money-maker and many people make that Wednesday, Saturday and I have seen the plate passed asking for money, 7 days a week…
Neither one is right and moral, just that one is a lessor of the evils. I can not help that we have created a world based on greed and it has taken over all our lives including religion…
So I tried to catch Santa as a little tyke and that is what makes me laugh as I see this photo about catching Santa. I was the cat…
I would even get up in the middle of the night and check on my trap. I remember eating the cookies one Christmas and the milk was hot. That did not go over well with me. I like cold milk. Then I got worried that Santa would miss his treat and I tried to get more cookies and such. I knocked the cookie jar off the counter and broke everything. That messed up that trap. Why I even had a rope around the plate of cookies and milk. To be honest, I was not sure how that would trap him, but at 4 years old, you just knew that cowboys roped things and it had to work; Right?
It all started about how to catch Santa when I was around three and I watched my parents put out cookies and milk. In the morning the cookies were almost all gone and the milk was definitely gone. I remember that I was so excited, “Santa was here! Santa was here!” I screamed and that was the start of the plans to catch Santa. For if he ate the food, he could be caught; Right?
That was the same at how I set up rabbit traps and that I did all the time. So it was no surprise to me when I never caught Santa, I never caught any rabbits either…
Then in the same token, I never have seen or caught Jesus and or God. In fact there are many mythical wonders that I never caught and saw first hand…
But that never stopped me from believing and destroying people’s spirit about things as God, Christmas and a thousand other things, is just downing life to the max. We have such few real treats in life, that we deserve a bit of imagination and dreams…
“Yes world there is a Santa Clause!”
I just never caught him yet and when I do, I will let you see him…
WtR