Not even you, with all your skeletons and ghouls and zombies and fake blood, can take away the joy I find in the cool, crisp beauty of October.
You cannot steal the peace I find in God’s faithful changing of the seasons.
And you cannot hamper the anticipation I feel for hot chocolate, fuzzy socks, and good books by a warm fire.
So go ahead, try to ruin the month with darkness and death and pretend it’s all fun and games. But I will not join you.
Instead, I will joyously celebrate each day’s hope-filled sunrise and exquisitely painted sunset.
I will rejoice each moment that death has no hold on me because Jesus conquered it for me.
And I will victoriously pass by your dark, grotesque costumes and revel in the fact that I am wrapped in Christ’s pure white robe of righteousness.
He reigns! In October and forever.
Janice Powell 2015