Yesterday was my last day working at Community Baptist Church. I obviously have a number of emotions raging through me right now as evidenced by the tears that raged out of my eyes over my last two nights of youth group. I’m definitely going to write about my last nights at youth group, but it’s all a little too fresh; I need some space.
So instead of sharing my love for my job and my students, I’m going to share my hatred for October.
My hatred for October began years ago when I started to realize that adults had hijacked Halloween. Halloween is a holiday for children; it’s their opportunity to dress up and get free candy. I am all about Halloween for children and I can’t wait until I get to dress up my kids and take them trick or treating.
Until then, though, and even after I have kids, I’ll hate what adults have done to Halloween. Halloween is now an excuse for adults to wear skimpy costumes and get drunk. Halloween has basically turned into a celebration of the acts of the flesh from Galatians 5.
Halloween is only part of why I hate October, though it is the biggest part. I also don’t like pumpkin and pumpkin spice. I didn’t mind when only Starbucks had a pumpkin spice latte. Now, though, that flavor has become ubiquitous, invading English muffins and Oreos. Seriously, pumpkin spice Oreos? Do chocolate and pumpkin even go together? I don’t know and I intend to never find out.
I’m going to spend this entire month mocking October. No longer working at a church brings with it a feeling of freedom. I’ve often thought about what I would tweet or write about if I wasn’t a pastor. I’m not going to be filling up my timeline with profanities and I won’t be writing about how Jesus was just a good teacher, but I will take October down a few pegs.
October isn’t December; it isn’t even November. While everyone else is celebrating October, pumpkins, changing leaves and dressing like a sexy bunny, I’m going to let October have it. October is the worst and it deserves no mercy or quarter.
Why do you hate October?
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