I have to be straight, because remember my old man was a compulsive liar. And I hated the manipulation of my other siblings to get their way and have no remorse for their wrongs.

When it comes to believing in Santa (you can also make satan out of the letters), we tell the kids to believe in a easter bunny, a tooth fairy, halloween etc and putting it bluntly it’s all lies.

Lies to our kids, lies to ourselves and creating a world where it’s fine to lie your butt off with no remorse.

You can pander to the machine in motion of spending money, or you can be bold and tell the truth.

Christmas is to celebrate coming together to share in a day picked to remember and to praise Jesus. you keep your tooth, so your parents know you haven’t swallowed it, easter is remembering his sacrifice, that he died a excruciating death for you and rose again, because he is the son of God, that is God.

How hard is it to be real, have we got so off track, that we lie so easy.

My mum would go shopping and ask me to come along to help her, if she chose an item and asked what I thought, I would be kind but truthful. And if she got offended, I would ask her, mum would you like me to lie to you, or tell you the truth. She would always, ask for the truth, and know that when I said, she looked beautiful, I meant every word.

I find, telling the truth, is not hard, just deliver it well. And know, when your truthful, God is taking account and tallying up all your wrongs and rights.