I saw a lady at the mall while I was with my grandson, and she asked him what did Santa bring him? Well I said, "We don't do Santa, but Jesus blessed him with some diapers." She looked at me strange, so I said, "Every year people take the time to fabricate the big Santa story, but no one wants to tell their children about God. Excuses are made that they are too young to understand God."
The looks got stranger, and I'm sure she was hoping her order would be ready soon., but I still had time to keep going. I then told her, "I would rather take the time to tell my child about a God who can save their lives that they can't see physically, than a Santa that takes my glory that they can see." Her order was up and so was my conversation, but I was glad Brendan got her attention.
Woman Highly Favored of God