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M<br />
any years ago my dad<br />
decided to dress up in<br />
a red Father<br />
Christmas outfit and<br />
sneak into everyone’s bedroom late<br />
on Christmas Eve to deliver the<br />
presents, including the room where<br />
we had Nigerian students living with<br />
us (three sisters named Bola, Bosé<br />
and Bimbo). I invite you now to<br />
imagine things from the perspective<br />
of our dear and much loved Nigerian<br />
sisters. One minute you’re fast<br />
asleep, perhaps dreaming of distant<br />
home and loved ones missed, when<br />
suddenly your slumber is disturbed<br />
by the creaking of floorboards<br />
outside the bedroom. To your horror<br />
the door slowly opens, and in creeps<br />
a hooded man dressed in red – the<br />
colour of blood! So you pull the<br />
covers tight over your head (the<br />
duvet is the safest place in the<br />
Universe) and you remain as still as<br />
death – too fearful to warn your<br />
sisters! You remain in this motionless<br />
state for hours – frozen in dread and<br />
terrified that the red hooded murderer<br />
might return to get you!<br />
The Nigerian girls came down the<br />
next Christmas morning (relieved that<br />
they were still alive!) and told us all<br />
about their terrible ordeal. My dad<br />
then fetched his red Santa suit and<br />
all three girls screamed – until we<br />
were able to explain that he was<br />
dressed up as Father Christmas to<br />
deliver the presents, not some axewielding<br />
maniac! I’m glad to say that<br />
we were all able to have a good<br />
laugh about it in the end.<br />
Yet it’s amazing how differently<br />
people think of Christmas and in<br />
particular how they think of Father<br />
Christmas. Many of us think of God<br />
as a kind of Father Christmas figure.<br />
Everyone says that Santa doesn’t<br />
really exist, but deep down some part<br />
of you wishes that he is real. It’s the<br />
same with Father God. Although<br />
people say that He doesn’t exist –<br />
many of us have this feeling deep<br />
down that He is really up there<br />
somewhere.<br />
My brother and I used to write out<br />
letters to Father Christmas, fold them<br />
up and then throw them up the<br />
chimney. Those letters are probably<br />
still there! I wonder if this is how you<br />
think of Father God. Perhaps for<br />
most of the year you don’t give God a<br />
second thought, but if there’s a family<br />
emergency, if illness strikes or<br />
money is tight, you throw a prayer<br />
“up the chimney” to Father God.<br />
The good news this Christmas is<br />
that, unlike Father Christmas, Father<br />
God is real and longs for you to throw<br />
your prayers “up the chimney”! You<br />
might not always get what you ask<br />
for, but He promises to answer all<br />
your prayers, whether His answer is<br />
Yes, No, or Wait. So this Christmas,<br />
why not give Father God a try?<br />
Jesus said, “But when you pray,<br />
go into your room, close the door and<br />
pray to your Father [God], who is<br />
unseen. Then your Father [God], who<br />
sees what is done in secret, will<br />
reward you.” Matthew 6:6<br />
Merry Christmas!<br />
Daren Craddock<br />
St Chads Church, Linden Avenue, Woodseats<br />
email: office@stchads.org<br />
Church Offices: 15 Camping Lane, Sheffield S8 0GB Page 17 website: www.stchads.org<br />
Tel: (0114) 274 5086