My sister and I think this picture of us is hilarious. She in her cute little angel costume, with her arm around our brother the devil, and me in my witch costume. After we finished chuckling over the irony of our sibling roles played out in this snapshot, we then wondered what our sweet, innocent mother was thinking to dress my brother and I in such dark costumes. It’s culture y’all, plain and simple.
Culture is pervasive and persistent. It seeps into our children and into our parenting. It overrides common sense at times and puts its arm around our shoulders as if it is our best friend. Look y’all, this post is not being written to wag fingers at Halloween enthusiasts. I just want to lead you into deep theological waters so get out your paddles.
Here’s what has me thinking…God communicates with His people symbolically and figuratively through scripture…like Jesus being the Way, the Door, the Beginning and the End…all figurative language. So isn’t a costume a symbol too? A representation of reality? Culture tends to forget that there is a spiritual realm teeming around us. Could evil Halloween symbols be representing real invisible entities? Even if we don’t really mean for them to? Even if it is all in fun?
Parenting through such cultural obstacles is a daunting task. Nothing is cut-and-dried when it comes to making spiritual decisions about your children that’s for sure. I just wanted to invade your thoughts for a blink, a moment, and remind you of what you already know, evil is real.
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