Since there was no room in the inn for Jesus and so little room for Him in people's hearts today, I try to honor Him by giving no room to Santa in my home. I made this decision as a new mother a few decades ago.
The only Santa I have is one kneeling before the Babe in the manger that my mother-in-law bought me while we were at a craft show. I saw it and told her it was a perfect representation of how I felt about Christmas. She surprised me with it later.
Clint purchased me this very nice nativity many, many years ago. It is my favorite of all of my Christmas decorations.
