Halloween is not a holiday I particularly relate to. The macabre, the ghoulish, the terrifying are not what I gravitate towards. Chainsaw Massacre films or the
Halloween horror films will not be found on my netflicks list.
I understand that people throughout the ages and across cultures needed to somehow deal with the uncertainty of life and the various ways evil presents itself among us. Each culture
has developed ways to deal with death and evil. Every era has developed vehicles with which to cope with and confront fear.
I find that the Gospel is a better coping mechanism for me than skeletons, witches and tombstones. I hear in the Gospel the promises of “Emmanel – God with us” no matter what is happening to or around us. Similarly Jesus assures us “I am with you always…” The empty tomb after Good Friday’s violence and death is God’s answer that gives us new life in and beyond the little deaths in our lives, and after physical death itself that takes us out of the world as we know it.
So how do I celebrate Halloween? I simply give out candy to neighborhood kids, and when its gone I turn out the light and thank God for the Gospel.