Children and Santa

Christmas is my favorite time of the year. As my four year old niece woke me up this morning, so excited to go downstairs and see what Santa had left, it reminded me of how it felt when I was little. So to all of you reading this, picture this...
You are four or five years old, it's Christmas Eve and Mama and Daddy have told you three times already that it's time for bed. But as usual you're not sleepy because you are too excited about what will happen in the morning. When you finally get into bed and all the lights are out, you just can't sleep. You think about that magical man that is expected to show up at any minute. The one who is suppose to bring you all the things you have been wishing and hoping for. You close your eyes but the slightest noise makes them open. Before you know it, you've fallen asleep and the next thing you know it's morning(well at least in your eyes). It's 5 am and you jump out of bed and run into your parents room whispering "wake up, wake up." The whispering soon becomes louder and louder, until both parents are up. As you walk into the living room, your eyes can hardly look at one, single thing because there is too much to focus on. And that one thing, you know the one that you have been waiting for since October, is sitting there on the fireplace. All in that one moment all your hopes and wishes had come true and you are completely happy!
Let me tell you seeing that this morning was so joyful! But you know what it reminded me of something...Children put all there hopes and wishes into Santa on that one special day of the year. He never lets them down when it comes to what the wish for. They long to see him every chance they get...at the mall, the parades and even at school. They talk about him all the time and when they do get to see him, they confide in him as if they've known each other their whole lives. I wish we could act as they do 365 days of the year putting all our hopes and wishes into Jesus. He is the one we should be so excited to see. How different do you think our lives would be if we confided in Jesus the way children confide in Santa? Just a thought!