Alas, it's Halloween, the day of the year where we like to dress up and pretend to be something we are not. We go out and get all the sweet goodies that our neighbors hand out and eat them all to our little hearts content. Well, at least that is what we did when we were kids. The talk that goes on about Halloween and all the mischief that goes along with this holiday is sad but it is not what I fear.
What I fear is this. There are 364 ish days the rest of the year where there is masquerading going on, albeit of a different sort. They slip into our ranks and preach a different gospel, bring a different spirit and teach a different Jesus. They give us all the sweet goodies our itching ears want to hear. Tell us how to make lots of money in Jesus' name, but it is not our Jesus. They make some very comfortable on their trip to destruction. All while some of us sit tolerantly in our pews, and/or chairs depending on the sanctuary lay out at our specific church.
"And I'm not changing my position on this. I'd die before taking your money. I'm giving nobody grounds for lumping me in with those money-grubbing "preachers," vaunting themselves as something special. They're a sorry bunch—pseudo-apostles, lying preachers, crooked workers—posing as Christ's agents but sham to the core. And no wonder! Satan does it all the time, dressing up as a beautiful angel of light. So it shouldn't surprise us when his servants masquerade as servants of God. But they're not getting by with anything. They'll pay for it in the end."
2 Corinthians 11:12-15
No Sir ... Halloween is not Scary.