Santa God. The two ancillary characters look heavenward in supplication. And hopeful grins.
They trust Santa God to do the right thing. They all drink the Kool Aid, and everything turns out wondrously.
All. All praise, honor, glory, power, wisdom and authority belong to God. All worship belongs to Him.
They do not have to understand what it is they are portraying. Something to worship is hard wired for a reason. Worship happens. Worship the wrong god begets a lack of satisfaction begets worship of another wrong god begets a lack of satisfaction. This continues.
Thank you, Father, that you never fail to satisfy, and that you never give up on the worshipers.
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