I am the first female born of all my cousins, and the second child after my brother. During family reunions, I paid the price for that. The boys would tag team to torment me, the only girl. Out of a sheer need to survive, I became a crafty little one. From then on, I loved playing games with them because I was a master cheater and had a great chance of winning. I was overpowered and I needed to win.
Halloween is a fun, annual tradition when kids of all ages dress up and walk down the streets in their best spooky attire, scavenging for candies. Houses are decorated, horror stories abound and many adults do their best to join the fun by either giving out candies to the trick-or-treaters, dressing up, or both.
Like most other holidays of the year, stores are happy to make it their own by selling their Halloween-themed goods and this now widely commercial holiday promises fun, thrills and laughter for the whole family. But where did it start? Should Christians be concerned by its roots? Should we celebrate it or take part in any of it? Here are some answers.
Ever felt down, weak, worthless, unhappy? Maybe what you feel is a joy unspeakable, or peace beyond all understanding… What if those feelings were caused by more than meets the eyes? The Bible tells us that a cosmic battle of unimaginable proportions is taking place in the heavenly realms and we can’t ignore it: the forces of good and evil constantly at war.