I got dogged for writing about HALLOWEEN yesterday. I was called a sympathizer for the devil, uncommitted to Christ and a false witness for God. Well, say what you will of me – but I was raised in an age of innocence when going door to door saying TRICK-OR-TREAT was a wholesome, albeit calorie laden activity. I was not raised to have anything to do with darkness, I assure you. When I was a kid – it was all about the candy, homemade popcorn balls and Mrs. Guffy’s famous Ghostie cookies. THAT’S ALL it was about. Now… can we move on because boy do I have a testimony FOR THE LORD that will give the devil a BIG BLACK EYE!
You know I’m diabetic. I try not to make a big deal out of it, but I’ve been a type 2 diabetic since 1994. I’m all too familiar with the dreaded HIGH blood sugar, but hardly have a LOW. Yesterday, however, I was battling low blood sugar! Since I’m diabetic, we chose not to buy any Halloween candy because we don’t have that many children in our neighborhood who actually Trick-or-Treat door to door. They get together and go to the mall.
So I’m thinking, “Oh great! I could legally have a candy bar – and we don’t have any!” I try to keep glucose tabs in the house or gel, but I didn’t have either one. Everything in our house is diabetic-friendly. We don’t even keep a smidge of sugar here.
I hate low blood sugar – I can’t think straight and I feel as though my insides are just going to fall apart – some of you can relate. I drank a little buttermilk and ate a piece of bread. Usually bread or a carbohydrate will raise it up. It just was not working.
Then I did something really radical… I PRAYED. Don’t laugh… but I asked God for a candy bar.
I want you to know that God can use ANYTHING and ANYONE to provide. He used the fact that it was Halloween to help me out of a real bind. There are little girls across the street (we call them our angels). They occasionally bring nice little gifts to our door – ring the doorbell – and RUN away! It’s so cute!
I’m not joking – about 2 minutes after I sincerely asked God to help me out – the doorbell rang. We opened the door, and there was a bucket full of snack-size Milky Way bars. Attached to the bucket handle was a mylar balloon with a happy face on it! A sweet card was stuck in the side of the bucket. Our angels came through!
So… for those who think my post yesterday was somehow evil – you know what? You don’t really know me, do you? Isn’t it amazing in this day of faceless, impersonal cyber communication, we feel we have the right to completely judge a person for sharing a few precious Halloween memories from a bygone era??? Really??? Well, shame on you!
When I was a child – I enjoyed the day, the candy, the popcorn balls and Mrs. Guffy’s famous Ghostie cookies. I refuse to apologize for the post. I won’t. God’s Holy Spirit has not checked me about the choice – and He won’t because He understands the MOTIVE behind what I wrote. All you see is a kid in a costume. I see myself and my dad having so much fun with my mom’s make-up and jewelry – trying to look like clowns! Shame on anyone who would wag their finger at me for sharing childhood innocent fun!
I love the Lord with everything in me. I intend to serve Him in any capacity I can no matter what circumstances I find myself in. I wanted to share this special example of GOD’S FAITHFULNESS and HIS PROVISION in my life. Thank You, Lord! 🙂
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