This year, October 31 falls on a Sunday, presenting a wonderful opportunity to preach a Reformation-themed sermon. I had that joy four years ago — or, well, I reached for it, since 29 is pretty close to 31. The sermon was called Five "Alones" That Changed Everything, taken from Romans 1:17.
For some 20 or so years, we've had a yearly family tradition. We....
Oh, first, I should say: we don't "do" Halloween. When I was a Dodgers fan, I probably wouldn't have gone to a victory party for the evil Giants. Even more, I just don't see the sense in a Christian joining in a party thrown by the other side. Your mileage may vary.
So anyway, what we do is the kids gather in the front room with a fire going and the lights down, and... so far every year, Dr. Martin Luther has appeared, told about his experience in thunderstorm, his misery as a monk, and the freedom he came to find through the truth of Romans 1:17. Then, so the klein kinder will remember the sweetness of the Gospel, he gives them some chocolate.
It's pretty neat, I guess. But, sadly, I always seem to miss him!
We have opened our house on some years to our church family, hosting a variety of Reformation-themed activities and games. The Presbyterian church we attended and served in for about six years came to embrace it as well, as we brought them our traditions of roasting the Papal bull" (tri-tips), singing The Reformation Polka, and various instructive activities.
You can see posts I've done on Reformation Day (always overlooked by raised-pinkie bloggers, for some reason):