Before I start, let me say a few things. My name is Hope and this will be my very first blog post on the JAM blog! Yay!!! It hasn't been long since I was a JAM kid myself, so I'm more than happy to finally be able to post on here! So, let's get it started! Yes, I know I am a little late on this. However, I'm glad that I waited until after Halloween to post this, and you'll see why in a little bit (yes, it involves candy).
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I have quite a few memories of Halloween. Some are good, others are bad. Mostly bad, though. Being raised by Christian parents, my mom and dad have been really strict on one thing: No "Trick-or-Treat"ing--- EVER.
I was born to a Military family, so we lived in Utah for quite some time. The good Halloween memories happened then--- hiding from Trick-or-Treaters in the basement, eating pizza (best part!), inviting friends over to escape the Trick-or-Treaters (hereafter: ToT-ers) with us. But after we moved to Ohio, I had to make new friends (not hard, I was four) and that meant:
- All (well, most) of our friends were way down in the dangerous, ashy, risky, outrageous mountains of Utah (don't worry, it ain't that serious).
- Hiding from ToT-ers was going to get old. Old, old, old.
I'm probably wasting time telling my life story, so let's get to the point.
As I got older, living in the MidWest, I started to wonder: What's wrong with Halloween? Why can't I get candy and dress up in costumes? I mean, sure, I dressed up for a few Harvest parties, but man were those costumes embarrassing... let's just say I would not wanna dress up as Bible Man again.
SO, ANYWAY (one thing you'll learn about me through my posts on here and my blogs: I have trouble staying on topic)! I just felt completely left out. It didn't seem fair that my friends (who at this point were ALL Christian kids from church and homeschool group because I wasn't involved in sports yet and was homeschooled) had this HUGE stash of candy come November that lasted until Spring (dude, I'm not even kidding) and all I had was a few Tootsie Rolls and Twizzlers because my mom is a total glutton when she has those candies with her. So as I'm stuck with bogus candy my mom devours, these kids have a six-month supply of it. Sickening, come to think of it.
I didn't understand why we couldn't Trick-or-Treat. Every Halloween it was the same discussion/arguement.
Finally, something clicked. My parents never told me the full story about Halloween until I was eight. After that, I stopped complaining about it because now I knew why it was called "the Devil's day". I haven't really thought about Halloween since, with the exception of Halloween 2011 and November 1st.
I am in eighth grade and just started attending public school this year. My school is fairly new and was just established in 2009 (my first blog is older than the school in itself), so we only have grades 7-11 and will add grades 6 and 12 next year. The school has always been really small with about 50 freshmen the first year, 180 eighth graders, freshmen and sophomores the second year, and 382 seventh and eighth grade, freshmen, sophomores and juniors this year. As you'd expect there's only 27 kids in my half of the eighth grade and we travel to every class except for Advisory together. Over-stimulating, especially when you and a certain girl are not friends... at all. And you keep. Getting. Put. In. The Same. Groups.
So, what does population have to do with this? It means that even though the majority of our class is Christian (many kids came here from Christian and Catholic schools), only three kids didn't celebrate Halloween. Three.
So, these kids are rolling in the deepness of candy in school on November 1st, talking about who they were for Halloween. My friend Steve was a banana. There are "Angry Birds" costumes out there. My friend Kailani was a celebrity, but that lady (the celeb, I mean) has some issues so I'm not saying the celebrity's name.
"Carson (fake name), who were you?"
"Omena (real name), who were you?"
"Hope (me), who were you?"
We all had the same response. Now, Carson just plain doesn't celebrate any holidays like Christmas, Halloween, or even birthdays because his religion has beliefs similar to Christianity but a lot of major differences that I will not talk about. However, we all weren't celebrating Halloween for the same reason--- "Devil's day". I was talking to Omena who goes to a church just down the street from me, and we were talking about this situation. "I gotta admit, I feel kinda left out about this thing," I admitted and Omena agreed.
Sometimes, being a Christian is hard and your faith will often be put to the test. Whenever I talk to this kid about my beliefs, which he's a strict athiest whose mom is Christian and he wrote an entire essay about how the US shouldn't be "one nation under God", he always comes up with a way for me to not know how to answer. It's hard, because I feel that no matter what I say, even going to church every Sunday hasn't changed his mind. He's nearly impossible to reach out to. Good to know our God can do the impossible, right?
While being a Christian, sometimes you have to give up the things you love. Sure, candy may be in our mouth and out the other end a couple days from now, but giving up the holiday can help you find new ways to reach out, using the only day of the year the whole neighborhood is outside.
Like in the previous post about Halloween, you can give children tiny devotional books, maybe sneak in a small Bible every now and then. Just remember to attach the candy! And hot glue it... don't tape it, glue it. You want the candy stuck so that the kids have no choice but to keep the book!:)
So what do you say??? We don't have to wait on the world to change, instead we have to act now now, because the world is waiting on us.