When I was growing up, there were certain standards for Halloween. We had cute decorations: a friendly paper skeleton on the door, a ceramic witch my mom had made, and an enormous plastic wall hanging in the shape of a pumpkin. Smiling cats, bats, and ghosts were the norm back then. Now the norm seems to be this…
…and worse. I took the children into a local store to look at party supplies for a math lesson and they are now terrified to go there. The Halloween section was overwhelming, in the least. Many of the items for sale looked like props from a horror movie. Some of them were so bad, I may have nightmares myself.
I can understand why many people believe that Christians shouldn’t celebrate Halloween. It has really become overrun with frightening elements: elaborate haunted houses, headstones in the front yard, and costumes covered in blood. For some reason, people seem to thrive on that pulse-quickening moment of fear.
I remember how the neighbor used to wear the same scary mask to answer the door. We knew the mask and to expect him to jump out at us; but we were still frightened every time. Now, we don’t know who or what is waiting for us as we walk to the next house.
What do you do when Halloween gets too scary?