When we moved into our new “old” house four years ago, these little treasures went undiscovered for two Christmases. Paul had meticulously carved chunks of wood into these special Santas and I have enjoyed displaying them over the years. We no longer have a lovely mantel like we did in our old home, but still, the thought of their being lost in the move was hard to handle.

In the Summer of 2019, before anyone heard of COVID19, Paul discovered an unopened box in the garage attic. There, nestled among tissue paper, were the Santas none the worse for wear. We were able to display them last year and have decided to keep them on permanent display in our house.

Of course we don’t believe in Santa Claus, but we do love what he represents – the spirit of Christmas. This year, more than ever, we need more of that spirit. It doesn’t come packages in ribbons and bows, but the true spirit was wrapped in swaddling clothes and laid in a manger.

Let’s never lose track of that amazing message. Never let it get lost in transition or in any other way. Keep it alive throughout the year and make it readily accessible.

“God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosover believes in Him will not perish, but have everlasting life.” John 3:16



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  1. Ahhh, love it Kathy! I remember the story of the missing santas. I’m so pleased they were found. Those really are little treasures. You guys are both very talented. And yes, let’s never forget the message of Christmas, either. Good tidings and great joy. đŸ™‚

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    • says:

      Thanks my friend and many blessings to you and yours as we continue this merry journey through 2020.


  2. Beautiful treasures, indeed. And John 3:16 describes the greatest treasure of all.

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  3. I already know I will inadvertently ‘lose’ a few things for a while until I rediscover them at a needed time đŸ˜¬

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