Let me say first of all, I have never been a big fan of Halloween. The witches, monsters, etc, never appealed to me.
Last night, my family and I were invited to a friend of a friends house for food and trick or treating. My first inclination, was to find a way to weasel out of it. As I knew my friends very well, the house we were meeting at was a complete stranger to my family, and I didn't really feel like socializing with people I didn't know, at a holiday I have never celebrated.
We arrived at this house, and there were probably about 6 families represented. Parents, with their kids. All the kids were dressed up, as were a handful of adults. Everyone was extremely pleasent.
We got to know each other over pizza, and found that everyone seemed really friendly, and put us at ease right away. After eating, most of the adults went with the kids trick or treating.
This was the first time even coming close to doing anything like this. It was enjoyable, watching all the children. They were so excited, loved dressing up, loving the candy, going from house to house. I kept thinking, this sure beat knocking on doors with the magazines! Everyone was having a good time, and it seemed, really, so innocent. The adults had fun watching their kids, and enjoying each others company.
We came back to the house, and relaxed. The kids pulled out their candy, at some, and played. The adults sat back and had fun conversation. A little bit later, it was time to go home, and as I walked away, I looked back on an enjoyable evening. The people were nice, the kids had fun. We really had a good time.
I reflected on my own childhood, and not being able to go trick or treating. Never gave it too much thought, but after seeing firsthand what it was all about, I felt like I missed out. I felt sad that my first son will never get to see what it was all like. Not only not going out to do actual trick or treating, but missing out on the projects the young kids do in school, and the constant questioning from teachers and friends on why you don't do Halloween, and being so young you really don't know. All you see is your friends having fun, and feeling like you are eternally punished for being in this religioin that doesn't do anything.
There was no demons flying around the house, nothing like what the witnesses make it out to be. I don't feel evil, and I don't feel like God hates me for going. It was fun filled evening with friends and family.
Just another example of how the WTS must make the witnesses so different. All the different things we didn't get to do growing up. No holidays, at home, or school activities. No after school activities, no joining clubs at school, no sports, no dances, etc. What a shame.
I will live, I survived not doing it, but I really think I missed out on some great memories. Thank God my new family will not have to suffer the same way.