Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen… (Hebrews 11:1)
Here at our place, it’s our custom to watch Miracle on 34th Street after Thanksgiving. I don’t know how many times we’ve seen it. It never grows stale for us.
Just suppose a nice old man insists that he is, in fact, Santa Claus; and that he’s put on trial for his sanity. How could he possibly get out of this jam? It would take a miracle–right?
And a miracle is just what we get. And without any laws of nature being broken, either.
Look, if this story doesn’t stir up your feelings, you’re probably ready for an autopsy.
It’s a parable. It’s a story about faith. It’s what you’d get if someone were to make a movie of Hebrews 11:1. Do yourself a good turn, and see it. Or see it again. It will do you good.