Today’s post is a friendly reminder that we celebrate the feast of Santa (Saint) (Ni)C(ho)laus today. Let me remind everyone about the opening lines of that seminal poem “Twas the Night before Christmas”:
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
I remind my own kids that Santa Claus does not live at the North Pole, nor is he aided by a bunch of elves. Rather, he resides in Bari, Italy (just north of the heel of the boot) where his relics are kept. He lives in the kingdom of God. His helpers are the saints and the angels and God is never short on aid. He is perfectly capable of being multiple places at the same time, because he lives in God’s time (kairos) which is not limited by our time (kronos). He also comes to church with us at every liturgy.
On this feast day, I invite all of us to get to know the real Santa Claus. A good place to start is right here.
The truth of things hath revealed thee to thy flock as a rule of faith, an icon of meekness, and a teacher of temperance; for this cause, thou hast achieved the heights by humility, riches by poverty. O Father and Hierarch Nicholas, intercede with Christ God that our souls be saved. — Apolytikion of St. Nicholas the Wonderworker, Archbishop of Myra