A Look at Halloween Through Poetry

As we approach the holiday call Halloween here in the U.S. I thought I would share with you a couple of poems that I have written " ... for such a time as this." I hope that they give you pause to think if this day is one that should be celebrated in its current and common practices, if at all. Or whether it should it be redeemed for the Lord's Glory. I will leave this decision to each of you.

All Hallows Eve?

While looking toward the days ahead

I feel unusually drawn

To focus on the things of God

And of the glory to come

Yet today as I sit and muse

There are those who say

The holiday at this week’s end

Is a wonderful, glorious day

I fear that they are unaware

Of the wicked start the holiday had

Of the giving of gifts to the dead

Or the deeds done that were bad

 “Trick or Treat” should not be

Taken lightly by folks

For in days of old the Celts and Druids

Did such sinister “jokes”

When on this day of the year

The folk would lay out food

To appease the spirits of the dead

And save their foul mood

It has been told of former days

The “spirits” did commit

Acts of violence and of rage

On those whose gifts they didn’t get

Fires burned, homes and crops destroyed

When folk the dead did neglect

For those of the local cults did rage

When these spirits' needs were not met

I know that times have changed

And folk have long forgot

The origins of this ‘holy’ day

So these things are not taught

But we do well to teach these truths

Before our kids go out

To plunder the city for candy sweet

And “Trick or Treat” do shout

Remembering the days of old

Our forefathers did honor thus

Redeem the time that Satan stole

Giving praise to God A MUST

A party in honor of our King

Is a much more glorious way

To redeem the day that Satan stole

And is using to steal our children away

Our church has chosen a fitting way

To honor God and thus our children protect

Creation Celebration is

Our church’s fall project

So “chose today whom you shall serve”

And give your heart to honor all He’s given

And remember that heaven is a place

Reserved only for the living!

Leigh

10/2008

Celebrating God’s Creation

As Halloween rolls around again

A pagan holiday celebrated by most children

The Church decides to take a stand

And celebrate what God created – not man

So we gather together in Jesus name

To give God the glory, and never the blame

For the beautiful creatures that roam the earth

And the choice He gives us for 2^nd birth

So dress as you favorite animal or plant

‘Tis very easy, so don’t tell me you can’t

A little imagination, some fabric, and socks

Or maybe reuse a now empty box

And build up a fruit stand or a large bunch of grapes

A hippo, a rhino or possibly an ape

And give glory to God for these gifts He gave

And for our lives that He came to save!

Thanks, Lord!

~*~

Leigh 

10/29/2012

Legend of The Storyteller

Down through the ages, before there was paper, pen and ink, men wanted their families and other members of the community to remember important dates and events from the past; so they shared their history verbally. Each father would gather their family and recount family tales of important events. In like manner the leader of the community would gather everyone together several times a year to recite their history.

This sharing of historic events and tales of mighty men of valor began with Adam’s family and continued until quite recently when technology brought us the radio, TV and other items of entertainment. Even King David in Psalm 73:28, NIV said, “… I have made the Sovereign Lord my refuge; I will tell of all Your deeds.” Thus the world’s history was passed down from one generation to the next in days gone by.

So today I will share with you a poem written about the Storyteller:

The Storyteller

 

In days of old stories were told

To keep history fresh in the mind

The family would sit ‘round the storyteller’s feet

With patience, loving and kind

Night by night the ‘teller would recite

Family tales of ages long past

Stories of Indians and war and heroes gone before

To the wonder of each laddie and lass

The storyteller would recount the Sermon on the Mount

And other tales of biblical days

Teaching lessons of God and how the disciples trod

So the family would learn Jesus’ ways.

Today storytellers are rare, but do not despair

God is raising up wordsmiths anew

 So practice word use, and never a story refuse

 For the Storyteller may even be YOU!

~*~

2/11/2015