I despise Halloween. Wait, despise may be a harsh word. I loathe Halloween. It really leaves a bad taste in my mouth, despite all the chocolate that accompanies it.
I appreciate that it has become a social holiday, when kids dress in cutesy costumes and have parades at school. But there are evil forces out there, and bad things happen on Halloween night.
I’d just as soon turn off our porch lights on the 31st and be done with it. But now that we have children, I feel very conflicted. Do I ban Halloween from our family traditions and calendar, and risk my boys feeling left out on this day each year? Or do I give in to the social pressure and just keep it “fun” and let them dress up?
Thankfully our church (like many others) hosts a Harvest Festival on October 31 each year. Yes, it’s an attempt to sanitize an ugly custom. But it has become a huge outreach to the church’s downtown community, with more than 400 neighborhood friends attending and receiving a free dinner, games and candy, as well as hearing Bible stories and taking home a Spanish-language Bible.
So I will begrudgingly dress my boys up and take them to church on Halloween night. We’ll have fun and take pictures and I’ll count down the minutes until we can go home. Is it November yet?
Oh, and one more thing on the topic of costumes.
Since when does Halloween make it okay for girls to dress in a provocative and revealing manner? Why does “sexy” have to become the prefix for every disguise? Sexy nurse? Sexy cheerleader? Sexy saloon girl? What’s next… Sexy Candy Corn?
Come on, ladies. Have some pride. Cover your assets and be confident in who you are, not what you can show off. Know your worth and demand the respect you deserve.
OK, I’m getting off my shoebox now.