One Of My Kids Believe In Santa

For while now I have always talked about how we celebrate Christmas and why. One of the things I’ve been adamant about is never lying to my children about Santa Clause. All of these years I have been honest with my children. I basically tell them Santa is a cartoon character that has many origins, he is a legend but not a real person. I let them know that It’s okay as Americans for us to enjoy our traditional media as it’s tied to our culture. We even had a Santa come to our retail store to spread much Christmas cheer in a time of an increasing negativity about Christmas in general. But my kids have always known the truth.

On the way home from my daughter’s piano lesson one of my youngest girls was with us both. We were just discussing our favorite things about the Christmas season. My youngest was asking if we were going to finish watching the Michael Jackson concert we started but never finished the night before. I told her no we have other things to do that night. She got upset and told us she didn’t want to talk anymore because she was thinking about Michael Jackson. I honestly didn’t know she liked MJ that much until that moment! So she sat there quietly as my eldest and I continued to chat. That was until Santa came up. My youngest daughter enthusiastically jumped in and began to talk about how he was coming to the house and putting his sleigh on the roof. I said gently “Now you know Santa is not real right? So he won’t actually be there.” Her eldest sister said “Yeah! He’s not real remember?” My youngest said with a low mumble “I don’t want to talk anymore.” I asked her why and she said “I’m thinking about Santa.” I said “Okay. Well it’s okay to think about Santa. It’s not wrong to imagine about the reindeer and the sleigh on the roof.” And she excitedly said “OKAY!” I told my eldest to not be so stern with her. It’s up to her to come to realization that Santa is not real. She has to work that out on her own but to be honest if she asked but don’t push it in her face.

This moment warmed my heart two fold. Not only was my sweet little girl growing up, expressing her feelings and drawing boundaries but I was for the first time learning how to navigate a situation I never had to before. All of my kids before her showed no interest in Santa. But she was the first and it was an opportunity to not only teach her but to learn how to support her without being false in any way. It can be hard as a parent to choose to tell your children the truth because you think if you do you’ll crush their spirit. Some parents choose to not engage at all and ignore it. Some choose to add on lie after lie to supposedly shield their child’s innocence. Telling your kids the truth about Santa is not going to steal their innocence. Coming from someone who has endured great trauma as a child, I am telling you what I endured is in fact a stealing of innocence not being honest with your child about a made up character. What you can’t do is be belligerent and harsh about it. Your kids don’t need to be reminded every time they bring up Santa that he isn’t real. Every once in a while I gently remind her but for the most part I tell her siblings to be quiet and let her imagination run free. Constantly telling your child something they believe in is not real at such a young age can hurt their self esteem and create a division between the two of you.

My daughter knows I love her and I believe in her. There is no doub there and even though she got annyoed with me that one time telling her something, she has since not cared if I remind her that he is a cartoon character. She just smiles at me and said “I know!” and then we tell made up Santa stories about him falling off the roof and everyone has a good time joking. The point is with everything give grace and mercy but always tell the truth. Truth and love will always over power any fears you may have and even any mistakes you may make as a parent. But deception bring chaos and pain that could lead to loss and division. It’s never worth it not even for once a year fun.

Stay Blessed and Merry Christmas!

Nomination: The Barnabas Award 2019

My brother Stu at “Something to Stu Over” nominated me for this award. It’s not the first time he has done this and I am full of gratitude that he continues to encourage me and root for me! May God continue to bless you brother as you continue to be a blessing for others!

โ€œYou have been chosen for this recognition because of the encouragement and inspiration you bring to your readers.โ€œ

The way this works:

Thank the person who nominated you, and share their blog.

Think of five bloggers that encourage and inspire you and nominate them.

List five things about yourself.

Lastly, ask your nominees five questions. Why five? Because is the number that signifies grace.

5 things about Janet

My pen name is J.S. Giles but my real name is actually Johnnatta. People call me Janet for short. My whole life I have had many nicknames because it’s hard to read and pronounce my real name at first ๐Ÿ™‚

I grew up in two different cultures and so I talk two different ways. If you ever watch my videos you will notice that!

I have struggled with insomnia since I was a little but through the Lord I am fighting to over come it.

I really really love pretty things. Clothes, shoes, jewelry you name it! But I hate shopping so I have very little of all of those things. Doesn’t make sense I know!

The Questions

1. Who in your life is your biggest encourager?

My husband hands down. Apart from the Lord he is my best friend. He has been my constant helper and leader.

2. How do you see yourself as being an encouragement to others?

I guess I just try to stay close to the Lord, do His will and share the hope of Christ. If I am a blessing to someone that blesses me.

3. When was the last time someone gave you words of encouragement?

Well Stu just did! But my husband and I have been painting the outside of the house for over a week and it’s been exhausting! I started to head in the house and he said “Good job babe!” It’s the little things, the little things!

4. When you are down, what encourages you to get back up and keep pressing on?

A lot of prayer. I still struggle with loving and believing in myself and so I know when I am getting close to a pit of despair I need to go pray. I give whatever is on my mind and heart over to God and ask for His peace. I ask that He will remind me of what He says and to never leave me. Without Him I can do nothing and I will not do one thing apart for Him.

5. Who was your greatest encourager when you first accepted Christ?

It is sad to say but when I accepted Christ no one knew about it. I walked my faith journey alone with the Lord from the time I was 7 until I was 21. Then I met my husband and he was the first person I ever met that loved the Lord like I did. I know I keep talking about this guy but hey it it what it is! The Lord led Him to me not only for marriage but he was also my mentor. Now I mentor him… JK lol

Stu I can’t agree more these questions are perfecto and I am asking the same questions I answered as well! I am nominating all of you because your writing is such a gift to me and really help inspire me. I love you guys and God bless as you continue to do God’s plans for your life. My nominees are:

Mathew from Honest Thoughts from a Pastor

Nichole from Redeeming Home

Gail from Gail Loves God

D.T. Osborn from TIL Journal

Efua from Grace Over Pain

Much Love

J.S

The Hate I keep

From the time I was a young girl and even today I have hated myself. That is common among abused children and it takes us a long time to heal from all the damage to get to a place of self love. But the way the world tells us to love ourselves never works. A career, freedom, fun, self expression and down time does not create love for ourselves.

I know, because I tried it all only to end up hating myself more. The first step to self love is facing your past and owning your truth. Then allowing God to show you where He wants to change you along the way. I serve a wonderful God that wants us to love Him but also wants us to love ourselves. And if I want to love my family well and fully it starts with me. Here I share my past struggles and my present truth. I am learning to face it all so that love for myself will one day be my reality. And if you feel the same too I am praying that very thing for you.

Psalms of my Heart

Who should I be?

Separated from the one who should’ve taught me

She haunts my dreams even today

A bond that never breaks

A face I wanted as my own

Because I never loved the one I owned

Who should I be?

Not the fists that beats me

Or the palms that choke me

I swore one day if I escaped

I would never live in hate

Still the hate showed up

It came without permission

But I kept it without suspicion

Who I am?

My joy or pain became my worth

Changing faster than seasons

Accompanied by fear

This all becomes my identity

And there is no free flying here

Have I come to a point of no return?

Is it inevitable that in the end I become unlovable?

How can I expect anyone to love me?

When the fact remains, that I hate me