One of my daughters recently posted this picture while visiting the US. I was in total shock. Halloween has stealthily crept upon the scene here in the UK (No it is not a British tradition quite the opposite!) but I had no idea of the scale it had been perpetrated in the USA. Don’t get me wrong I’m a great advocate of dress up parties even working for a while as a face painter, but this I found disturbing.
I questionioned astonished, “why would any mentally sound person want to put on such a macarbe display?” It was beyond my conprehension. The usual defence of halloween is “It’s just for fun!” I find that even more disturbing that such things can be thought of as “fun”. So what is the real reason for the fascination people have for evil? Why do people choose to watch horror movies etc? I couldn’t understand it at all.
Then a still, small voice whispered in my ear. “Are you really so innocent of such things?” I thought back to the time before I came to know Jesus, recalled a kind of morbid curiosty I had in my teens to read weird or even macarbe comic books etc. In every case there was no second reading only repulsion, but never the less a fasination was there. Can I say now I am cleansed from such things? Searching my heart I find still the seeds. When reading a news report of some major tragedy, earthquake, shooting etc. while appaulled and full of compassion for the victims, there is a certain part that tallies and compares the score, is this the biggest, badest yet?
It seems an inborn part of man this morbid curiousity, a facination for evil, a part of original sin perhaps, build into our DNA? No, I cannot throw stones at the family that made this display and thought it fun, for the seed lies in my own heart in some deep dark corner resisting still the light of Christ. Yet it disturbs me that at this time of year it is given leeway to walk abroad so blatently. Perhaps it is more apparent to a stranger who lacks familiarity.