It’s almost that time of year. The time that people put on all sorts of weird clothes, plastic mask, makeup, and their own fun fantasies. I heard last year that Halloween has become the highest selling holiday, taking over Christmas. Now I can’t really say that I am not pleased with that statement. A part of me cringes when I think back to the money I used to spend on Christmas gifts to my family, and on myself especially. The thought draws deep blood in that so many times I was in “dire straits” for lack of what to get my loved ones. Sure, they had their ideas, but I was, and still am, completely clueless as what to get a person who has everything? This isn’t really about Christmas though. It’s about the day that is highly feared among many church attending, straight and narrow Christians: Halloween.
Even at the ripe old age of 48, I still adore all the things about what Halloween has become: a day meant for our innocent children, to dress up as a spooky monster, or even an adorable princess. Our little Batmans, Turtles, Princesses…whatever the newest craziness is… for them it’s fun, and there’s no harm in the costumes, neither is there harm going door to door and coming home with a bag full of candy, which our parents (or is that us?) willingly dig into themselves sometimes?
Of course, I stopped dressing up in a costume a long time ago…after I stopped going to the nightclubs for their Halloween parties. I still decorate our house for Halloween myself. I put out some old cobwebs, fog machine, lights, old skeleton. I don’t dwell on the horror stories that many Bible-Thumping, Holier than Though Christians speak of that happened long ago. These same Christians speak of pagans that worship deities that existed long ago. They claim that by celebrating Halloween, many Christians today are worshipping those same deities. The weakness to that age old argument is that I know Who I truly worship! And yes, the One whom I worship does indeed require human sacrifice: but not one of blood, not one of flesh, but a human sacrifice of the spiritual man. God wants our hearts, minds, souls, spirits. He wants our service, our thoughts, our deeds. …God wants it all. God has never looked at the outer man. If God did look at the outer man, I am afraid that the church would be full of elaborate painted masks and outfits. By celebrating the modern day Halloween I don’t go around casting spells, or charming snakes, or flying on a broom stick. I don’t go around sacrificing innocent children, or other victims. I don’t even attend a huge bonfire out in the desert or wilderness somewhere. As a Christian confronting another Christian who desires to correct me, chastise, and even rebuke me for celebrating Halloween with all its costumes, fun, party atmosphere because it leads back to paganism, I’d like them to point out the exact similarities between what happened many, many centuries ago, verses what is going on today. I would point out that the only “doors” that are being opened are doors of having fun and enjoying one day out of the year. I’d also like to point out to them that there are just as many people/Christians who wear masks on a daily basis, hiding the old dead bones that lay beneath. Old dead bones that the Spirit of God desires to breath new life into….every single day.
Watch and pray, that ye enter not into temptation: the spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak. Matthew 26:41