It's time to wrap up my journal of last weekend's "festivities"; for one thing, the weekend is here again with a fresh set of pictorial opportunities. We are finally having our special dedication service for Reagan on Saturday. Finding the time to pull this off has been difficult with everyone's busy lives, but we are proceeding anyway, even though it may not be as full scale as in the past. Our family sort of started our own tradition in the way we welcome/dedicate our babies. It is special for us, and I look forward to sharing it with you in the days ahead! And for any friends reading who may be within driving distance, please know that you are welcome to come! Email me for directions and details.
Now, back to last weekend. Needless to say, we had a wonderful time being with friends, and the time passed way too quickly, as it is prone to do when you're having fun. We made it home late Saturday night, and prepared for our Sunday morning worship. Sunday night our church hosted its Family Fall Night, complete with 'trunk or treat' for the kids. I assume everyone knows that new twist on 'trick or treat'; if not, just ask! Now, here I will stop to interject some highly personal opinions. My feelings have nothing to do with anyone else's choices or decisions. And whatever you do/do not choose to do with your family doesn't offend me in the least. Here's my thing: I HATE Halloween. I hate everything to do with it. I hate acknowledging it any way. I hate having an alternative, because it somehow seems to legitimize its existence. I live in a state of heightened awareness this time of year that the spirit world is activated full force, not only on Halloween, but in the days surrounding it, before and after. If I held to my own personal feelings for my own personal self, I would completely and totally IGNORE the existence of the day altogether. Except, maybe, to sing a rousing rendition of "A Mighty Fortress is Our God" in honor of Reformation Day, October 31st. BUT.....I have children. So I have caved and compromised. We allow the children to dress up in some cutesy, harmless costumes, and we take them to our church harvest party and to my parents' church harvest party. We don't say "Happy Halloween" or do anything scary. The kids, OF COURSE, love it. I tolerate it, and do my best not to impose my feelings onto them or others. They are adorable to look at, and take pictures of, if I do say so myself....so for your viewing pleasure...meet Minnie Mouse, Buzz Lightyear, and Cinderella (oh, yes, and Cinderella's pumpkin!)