“Ms. Frazer, Ms. Frazer, what can I do?
The children asked these questions
That now I ask of you:

‘Can Santa Claus be black?’
‘Can Santa Claus be thin?’
‘Does Santa always have to be a him?'”

“Mr. Slater, it’s a difficult task
To find answers to the questions you ask.
I think with these I’ll need some assistance,
But I’ll get you the answers with a little persistence.”

 Ms. Frazer turned in her swivel chair,
Picked up the phone and dialed Mr. Dare.
Mr. Dare was the head of the P.T.A.,
He called for a meeting the very next day.

“Thank you for coming,”
He began with a greeting.
“I’d like to get right to the point of this meeting.
Mr. Slater, in charge of the kindergarten class,
Needs the answers to some questions
And he needs them fast.”

“‘Can Santa be black?’
“‘Can Santa be thin?’
“‘Does Santa always have to be a him?'”

The parents didn’t know what to say,
Christmas vacation was nineteen days away.
There were cookies to bake and lights to string,
Gifts to wrap and carols to sing.

They hadn’t time to think
What Christmas was about,
In nineteen more days
School would be out!
Why did children have to ask questions when
Parents had no time to sit and answer them?

“Well, Parents?
Are there any suggestions?
Do we have any answers
To these difficult questions?”

“Who knows best
What Christmas is about?
Let’s ask Santa!”
Someone called out in a shout.

Deuteronomy 4:5-6,9  Behold, I have taught you statutes and judgments,

even as the LORD my God commanded me, that ye should do so in the

land whither ye go to possess it. Keep therefore and do them; for this is

your wisdom and your understanding in the sight of the nations, which

shall hear all these statutes, and say, Surely this great nation is a wise and

understanding people. Only take heed to thyself, and keep thy soul diligently,

lest thou forget the things which thine eyes have seen, and lest they depart

from thy heart all the days of thy life: but teach them thy sons, and thy sons’ sons;

Trust God for your day, Today