I used to be a non-believer
Yes, I was devastated when my older brother told me there was no Santa Claus, but I had to accept the facts. There were too many Santas to be found. How could an all powerful Santa allow so many imposters? Many of these bell ringing Santas were actually taking money instead of giving it away.
For several years after learning the "truth", I continued to receive gifts, so I figured a belief in Santa was not necessary to enjoy His blessing. And since I didn't take him literally anymore, I could enjoy the fables shown on TV and not worry about Rudolph not getting to play in any reindeer games.
But something kept gnawing at me. Where did all the toys come from? Somebody had to be the creator. Toys just don't appear out of nothing. I had an epiphany when pet rocks appeared on the toy shelves. Toys have always been with us. My faith in Santa was restored.
Today, I see many anti-Santa-Satanists going all militant by attacking the commercialization of His birthday party. Some of these same Satanists reveal their hypocrisy by speaking glowingly of other gods like the Easter Bunny, as if boiled eggs are better than toys.
Of course, I blame the Marxo-Commy-Illuminators for perpetuating the anti-Santa hate that has become a war on Xmas. They fear His power.
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