It’s Halloween and down the street Young voices shout their “Trick or Treat.” You stand there watching at the door as one group leaves, here come some more. Like moths to flame, they seek the light of someone waiting in the night. With scary masks or painted faces they open up their pillow cases. And as you drop some candy in they thank you. Then, their off again.
It’s Halloween each Sunday morn for those who have not been re-born. With pious mask and painted smiles they wander up and down the aisles of churches where they take a seat. They wait to get some “Holy Treat,” to fill a hollow space inside; an emptiness they try to hide. And all the while they just ignore the One who’s knocking at their door.
If this sounds like someone you know now’s the time to tell them so. Tell them, “Don’t believe the lies, it’s trick or treat and you’re the prize. The signs are clear, the time is right. Decide to walk into God’s light. Don’t put it off, for if you do you’ll find the trick has been on you.”