Happy belated St. Nicholas Day yesterday. A piece I wrote for WORLD a few years ago has been going around again, in which I take up the account of jolly old St. Nicholas slapping Arius at the Council of Nicaea for denying Christ’s divinity.
Many historians dispute that this ever happened, and they may be right. Still, legends have a meaning of their own, even if they leave history behind. (Then again, it might have happened. The alleged incident is better attested than the claim that the Bishop of Myra is currently living at the North Pole running a gift-manufacturing and delivery service.)