Coming back from Sombertown, and traveling over the Mountain of the Whispering Winds, Kris Kringle is captured by the Winter Warlock, but escapes from his clutches by giving him a present. The gift is only a toy train, and I think it would be quite a stretch to draw any analogy with the gift of faith here, but judge for yourself: here is the result of the gift on the evil Winter Warlock:
“My icy heart, it’s melting! Suddenly my whole outlook has changed from bad to good. Ah, but will it last? I really am a mean and despicable creature at heart, you know. It’s so difficult to really change!”
Wow. Is that a perfect setup fora sermon on monergism or what? Mr. Warlock, if your change of outlook is due to your own efforts, then it will not last. Yes, you are a mean and despicable creature at heart, as are we all in our natural fallen state. Indeed, it is more than difficult, it is impossible to change yourself — only God can change you! (I am reminded also of a trailer for current movie School for Scoundrel, in which Billy Bob Thornton disparages self-help books: “You can’t help yourself, because your self sucks!”)
But Kris Kringle suppresses the Warlock’s truth with laughter:
“Difficult? Why look here, changing from bad to good’s as easy as taking your first step!”
Which leads in to the song “Put one foot in front of the other, and soon you’ll be walking cross the floor…” — an anthem to man’s ability to improve himself. Which makes plenty of sense when you put it together with Santa’s attempt to sort out the naughty vs. nice children: “Awww, I guess they’re really all pretty nice.”
A few weeks ago, I unmasked First Mormon Joey Smith as an Arminian. During this Christmas season, watching Santa Claus is Coming to Town (this is the lesser of two classics; the one with Meisterburger Burgermeister, not the better one with Heat Miser and Cold Miser), and was surprised to learn that Santa Claus is also an Arminian.
Coming back from Sombertown, and traveling over the Mountain of the Whispering Winds, Kris Kringle is captured by the Winter Warlock, but escapes from his clutches by giving him a present. The gift is only a toy train, and I think it would be quite a stretch to draw any analogy with the gift of faith here, but judge for yourself: here is the result of the gift on the evil Winter Warlock:
“My icy heart, it’s melting! Suddenly my whole outlook has changed from bad to good. Ah, but will it…
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