Off to visit a descendant

As I mentioned before, I am going to pay a surprise visit to a descendant. He does not know that he is a blood relative. I've heard good reports about him, though, so he must be one!

And, of course, he was always on the Good Boy list at Christmas.

Well, almost always!

We leave this morning. Mrs. Claus and I will fly with Zbigniew Ting to the United States. He has rented a car for us at the Rochester airport, then we will drive to New Brunswick, New Jersey, where Nicholas lives.

Yes, his name is Nicholas!

I remember him from when he was a little boy (though he never knew I checked in on him as I delivered Christmas gifts). I can't wait to meet his again.

Before the visit - our children

I mentioned that I was going to visit a relative who does not know he is a relative.

I should explain.

Mrs. Claus and I had many children, some by birth, some by adoption.

It didn’t matter how: they were all ours.

A few remained with us in the work for a time, but all eventually moved on.

Some of those children had children, who in turn had children, and so on in the natural way of things (and according to God’s plan).

Over the years, many forgot that they were ours. Some drifted very far away.

Others grew up in families that have kept alive the spirit and gift that God gave me.

I could name names - but then, I would leave some out, so I won’t!

Suffice it to say that there are thousands of people today who have descended from me.

Here’s a clue: People who are generous, who love children, who truly celebrate Christmas, who cherish faith, just might be my children.

Oh, and those who play me or Mrs. Claus – that’s another possible sign.

So treat them all as you would treat me. Maybe offer them a cookie!

As for the relative we will visit – he is a direct descendant by blood.

Won’t he be surprised!