Recently a TV presenter promoted a high profile entertainer as 'the king of Christmas'. I thought, "Really?" At first I was going to leave this alone but it's been bubbling away in the back of my mind ever since. So finally I decided to respond to the presenter's grand description of this entertainer.

I do realise what the presenter was doing and I have no doubt this person is very, very good in his profession. But the title of 'The King of Christmas' belongs to One predicted some 700years before His birth in Bethlehem. The one who predicted His coming lauded him as – ‘King of kings and Lord of lords’.

Ever since His arrival individuals and governments have tried to remove this Jesus of Christmas from the minds of the human race. But they haven't. At this moment I recall my meeting with a very old Russian Christian lady, bent in half by life, leaning heavily on a sturdy walking stick. We had attended a church service in a Moscow suburb. She gripped my wrist and whispered, "It's all true, everything about Jesus is all true." The harsh rule of 75years of atheism had not broken this precious woman's trusting faith in the King of Christmas. The gentleman in the red suit and any entertainer for that matter, may go by many names but for me, only Christ Himself is my King of Christmas. Well, this is how I see Christmas.