Alice: Have you picked out a Halloween costume?
Me: No Alice
Alice: Then what would you wear to the Halloween festival?
Me: Alice, I never said I was attending any festival not to talk of a scary festival.
Alice: Come on Edwina, don’t be a bore. Everyone in town is going, it’s usually fun and there’s even an award for best costume! You really should come. I’ll be dressed as Sally
Me: Sally from ‘The Nightmare Before Christmas?’
Alice: Yes! You know that movie? My goodness! Didn’t think anyone would remember it! Then, my husband would be dressed as Lurch and my son as Cousin Itt…
Alice my neighbour went on chattering about the costumes and her family’s plan for Halloween.
As I left Alice, I couldn’t help but wonder why the costumes have to be scary. Why would I want to attend a festival surrounded by scary appearances? I have a strong mind’s eye. Be rest assured those images will not leave my head anytime soon. I shall see them in my dreams, when I close my eyes, when I think, in my subconscious…
Again, I ask myself, ‘why should I scare my waking world?’
The portal of fear is one I wish not to open. Even with Psalm 23:4, I will still not walk through this dark valley, at least not consciously. It is important I keep my mind pure and set my eyes on things that edify my soul. For the justification for the glorification for the scare is still not convincing enough to lure me to celebration.
I’ll sit this one out and wait for the excitement of Mary’s boy child. I’m sure Alice would be hyped about the jingle bells and decorations.