Old classic:
A little boy climbed into bed feeling content and calm. Earlier that day, the boy's best friend had told him there was no god, and that information had upset the poor child. The little fellow had, also, been too scared to ask his parents. But, that night, he knew all was well with the world. His hero had sat the little boy on his lap and spoke with him. The little boy knew, deep in his heart, that Santa would never lie to him.