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He sat . . . waiting.
Wondering why no one was coming to his door.
Where are the people? Where are the kids? He was ready to begin class. He had it all planned out. The Hottie Hubby and I would bring the adults into our school room and teach them about Jesus; and he would take the kids into the family room and tell them all sorts of stories about his Savior.
Wow. Don’t tell him that his mom just wanted to take the chicken way out and give each dressed up guest a bag of candy with a track. Totally impersonally. But I am an honest person. I find myself getting scared when I tell people about God. I don’t like being rejected (when in reality it isn’t me they are rejecting . . . it is God).
Then his brother joined him.
And they waited like two old men.
We decided to pray. And the people came after each prayer we spoke.
50 bags of candy were passed out. 50 bags with the message of Jesus. We had just enough bags for the allotted time frame pronounced by the city.
As each person turned from our door, Mr. Me-Too would chase after them yelling saying, “Jesus loves you. OK? OK?”
If he didn’t get a response, then he restated the fact. “Jesus love you, OK!” You can see him lovingly chasing after one of our visitors.
Looking back, the Hottie Hubby and I are pleased with our choice. We gave our boys a valuable lesson: how to be in the world but not like the world. After all, our citizenship is in heaven (Philippians 3: 20). They absolutely loved giving away all of the candy.
However, Mr. Smackdown was a little curious as to why we would be giving people sugar, if sugar is so bad for you . . .
But they demonstrated such joy in greeting people and showing hospitality. It was a really neat night. Halloween doesn’t have to be dark. Christians don’t have to hibernate for an early winter.
