MY PSALM 188 (10/31/2025)
This day, Lord, I praise you for overcoming
The things of this sin-filled world—
The culture which says we can worship the occult,
The trappings of Halloween,
The celebration of death and all things spooky,
The witches, goblins, ghosts, and demons
Which mankind conjures in his depraved mind.
Imagination’s child, the costumes, the colors of harvest
Used to make pumpkins into jack o’lanterns
With scary, depraved caricatures
Of your greatest creation, mankind.
I loathe the ghostbusters, the shrieks, the drama
Of Halloween celebrations,
The stuff of concerts, scary movies, the décor.
Skeltons, werewolves, witches’ chants, scary tales,
The “Double, Double, Toil and Trouble”
Stirring of the cauldron of devilish concoctions.
While childhood costumes are cute and fancy
And meant to make us who we aren’t
And candy’s gifts and Trick or Treats
Delight the younger set,
I’d so much rather be myself
The Child of God You made me,
With no desire to be someone else
I’d just as soon be Me.
I celebrate Your eternity vision
Spent in Your presence in heaven
Because You loved Your creation of us
So much You provided salvation.
We need not fear our own death, or others’
When we know Christ came to save us
From fear of the unknown, from Death’s dire sting
To recognize Paradise awaits us.
While some revere the occult and scary,
And think it’s just pretending,
Your children, in faith and worship know better
That Satan is real seeking those to devour.
From man’s first disobedient acts
Of selfish desires as the norm,
Some have come to understand
Your divine plan for redemption
When sins are paid for,
The atonement is perfect
With Christ’s sacrificial gift,
So I’ll wear my cross and praise you forever
As testimony to Your plan to save us.
Forgive us who trespass against Your commands
And live in sinful neglect of Your way,
We compromise, we allow, even celebrate
Accepting the depraved cultural displays.
In my own small way, I’ll celebrate Your Son
In my thinking and acting on this day,
I’m a child of the King, a follower of Christ
Looking forward to Advent ahead
Awaiting the Lord’s coming
Not just once, but again, the last day
To show us a whole better way.
We’ll bow to King Jesus who gives us the light
To overcome death’s dread darkness.
He came to bring us abundant life
Without fear or torment or terror,
We Christians will shut the Devil’s door
Especially on today’s celebrations.
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