Today, Halloween is a cacophony of costumes, werewolves, ghosts, spiders, and vampires. Basically it's a memorial to human fear.
While there's nothing wrong with facing your fears and recognizing that you have them, there is something wrong with celebrating and reveling in fear. Why? Because "greater is He that is in you than he that is in the world" (I John 4:4).
And that includes fear. And also because "God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind" (II Timothy 1:7).
But each year, I struggle with my emotions about Halloween.
I can't get behind this spirit of darkness, because I am a child of the King of Light.
I can appreciate a fall-themed party with fall-themed foods. I really enjoy costuming and pretending for one evening that I am someone I'm not. I also enjoy Halloween the way the residents remember it--a simple, hand-made costume safety-pinned to their clothes, baskets half-full of candy, knocking on neighbors' doors, and returning home with loot. And I love the family time that must've followed as siblings recounted how their old neighbor man was giving out their favorite candy, or the young mother across the street played a prank on their friend.
And so for the residents, I celebrate Halloween.
But not a fearful, frightening Halloween.
Instead I celebrate a Halloween full of light and happiness and family time.