I love my Pandora Christmas stations. Dean Martin Holiday, Christmas Party Radio, Charlie Brown Christmas… I even enjoy the Mariah Carey Holiday station although I’m ashamed to admit that. Here’s something I’ve realized about Pandora Christmas stations and really about Christmas songs in general: there are two deeply conflicting messages being presented. Simultaneous, opposite, and very important messages.
Just consider the lyrics to two of the most popular Christmas songs, songs you hear on Pandora, any radio station playing Christmas music, the mall, any Christmas party you attend, whatever… Santa Claus is Coming to Town and Hark! The Herald Angels Sing (I know you know them, but read the lyrics carefully):
Santa Claus is Coming to Town
You better watch out, You better not cry, Better not pout I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town. He’s making a list, And checking it twice;
Gonna find out Who’s naughty and nice. Santa Claus is coming to town
He sees you when you’re sleeping. He knows when you’re awake
He knows if you’ve been bad or good, So be good for goodness sake!
O! You better watch out! You better not cry, Better not pout
I’m telling you why. Santa Claus is coming to town, Santa Claus is coming to town
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing
Hark! the herald angels sing, Glory to the newborn King, peace on earth, and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconcile. Joyful, all ye nations, rise, join the triumph of the skies;
with the angelic host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem. Hark! the herald angels sing,
Glory to the newborn King.
Christ, by highest heaven adored, Christ, the everlasting Lord, late in time behold him come,
offspring of a virgin’s womb. Veiled in flesh the Godhead see; hail, the incarnate deity,
pleased as Man with man to dwell, Jesus, our Emmanuel! Hark! the herald angels sing,
Glory to the newborn King.
Hail, the heaven born Prince of peace! Hail the Son of righteousness! Light and life to all he brings, risen with healing in his wings. Mild he lays his glory by, born that man no more may die, born to raise the sons of earth, born to give them second birth. Hark! the herald angels sing, Glory to the newborn King.
Do you see just how audaciously different and opposite these two messages are? Now, when I say that “Santa hates the gospel” I don’t mean old Saint Nicholas; rather, I mean the cultural religious figure that has become Santa Claus. It amazes me that, in an attempt to mask the overt Christian gospel message of Christmas, our culture has created a new religious figure. Rather than remove religion from Christmas, Santa Claus becomes the jovial figure who rewards good kids while also being the threatening figure who punishes bad kids (you want to tell me coal in the stocking isn’t punishment?).
Here’s the point: Jesus Christ kicks Santa’s… well, you know. The gloriously good news of Christmas is that God has come to us because he loves us. Christ the everlasting Lord has come to reconcile sinners back to God. Christ the newborn King has come to bring true righteousness as a gift of his grace, given to all who trust in him by faith.
The “gospel” of Santa is that good kids win and bad kids lose. It’s that if you pout, are naughty and not nice, and don’t do good things for goodness’ sake, you don’t get any treats. Santa can’t stand it when bad kids get treated like they were good.
The true gospel is that we don’t deserve any treats, and that we have all been naughty, sinning against our Creator in thought, motive, word and deed. None of us attains perfection, which is the standard of God. Yet the perfect, holy, and just God loves us and has grace on us. He gives good gifts to us even when we don’t acknowledge him, he blesses people with great minds and skills and talents. And he gives the greatest gift, the most necessary gift: forgiveness of all our sin, a new heart with which to love God rightly, and the Holy Spirit living in us. He gives eternal life, real hope, everlasting joy and gladness in the name of Jesus.
I’m so glad Santa is not real and Jesus really came for us, to die and rise so that we too might die to ourselves and live for him. I’m grateful that no culture can fabricate another religion that compares to the truth of God in Jesus Christ. I’m grateful that my naughty deeds didn’t cross me off God’s list, but rather moved God to action on my behalf.
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