God & Goblins
I'm letting my five-year-old dress up like a witch for Halloween.
It's a cute witch. It's black and lacy and has hints of purple and neon green on it. It's got a big, furry, fun hat to go along with the dress. She's gonna look quite smashing.
Still, some people would like to tell me that I shouldn't let her dress up like a witch. Or a little vampire. Or anything scary.
Halloween, it seems, is something that Christians shouldn't enjoy. And while I certainly respect anyone's opinion and I'm not gonna worry how someone else wants to celebrate the day, don't act like I'm a heathen simply because I enjoy saying "Trick or Treat," and we have a family tradition of having a "Creepy Dinner" together, and I decorate with little ghost candles, and I enourage my kids to enjoy the day.
Now don't get me wrong. I'm a wimp, really I am.
I hate scary movies. I don't do haunted houses. I'm even afraid of clowns.
But, I'm also a big fan of Halloween. And I don't even force myself to call my celebrations a "Harvest" or "Fall" event. I still call it Halloween.
I hope you all know how earnest I am in my Christianity. I try and practice it everyday in my normal going-through-my-daily-routine life. I pray. I worship. I tell others about my faith. I treat others the way I think Jesus would want me to. I ask for forgiveness when I don't.
But I sorta think that a problem the world has with Christians is that we nit-pick about things like Halloween, when we should worry more about praying and justice and forgiveness.
As a Christian, I also try and do my best to raise children who have that same sense of who they are as a person of faith. I want them to grow up and be confident in who God is and who they are related to Him and His world.
Sometimes I doubt the job I'm doing with that. But, at other times, I think I might be doing something right (at least every once in a while).
The other day, Sydney announced off-handedly (as she often does), "I know why God created Halloween."
I've been around her long enough to know when she makes a comment like that (anything that involves God or Jesus or Love or Life) that I'm about to get a good lesson. I might as well just grab a big tall glass of sweet tea, pull up a chair, and sit a spell.
"You do, Sydney?" I responded. "Why?"
"Well, God made pumpkins. And he made pumpkins with faces on them," she said. "On Halloween, the faces are all lit up inside."
I kinda wondered where she was going with this, then she stuck me with the "message" of it all.
"I think God wants us to be like pumpkins. We need to let the light shine out of our faces, so we can be happy and show love to other people."
Amen, Sydney. Amen.
And that right there--because she's got it figured it out better than most of us--is why I will keep on plugging away. Doing my best to be a good example. Taking her to Sunday School. Talking with her about love and God.
And, yes, letting her be a witch for Halloween. (I might even dress like one with her...although I'm leaning more toward a Flapper right now.)
I'm going with the idea that Halloween is a chance for us to enjoy our families, make fun cupcakes, spend time with friends...and for my children to laugh and giggle and smile (and enjoy all that candy!).
And that it's another chance for me to learn a little more about what it means to let my light shine.
For some Friday "Eye Candy," this is similar to Sydney's costume. Cute huh? ...
And then I am going to HAVE to try these "crashing witch" cupcakes. Cute too, huh?...