“The Monster Mash Up”
a.k.a.
“A New Creature Feature”
I’m tired of things that go bump in the night aligned with horrors
Which bump Christ – my knight in shining armor.
Especially when His might was so hard-earned upon the Cross.
Though He died to redeem us as a breed of new creatures,
Every year Halloween renews features
Fused with the ruse of beastly demeanors as its dusk and dawn doth fall:
He’s linked to Living Water – not some beast in a Black Lagoon.
Such vivid horror demeans even Catholic views! –
One doesn’t summon the mother of Jesus in bathrooms chanting ‘Bloody Mary.’
Though Notre Dame IS scary by Vatican rules,
Christ isn’t some hunchbacked, sad little goon…
He’s a Groom adept and adapted to rule with the Wife He up and married!
Though head of the fractured body of His sanctioned Bride,
Christ, in fact, is hardly Frankenstein.
Frankly, between you and I, He’s a Dr. less the ‘acula.’
Though raised from the dead untainted and alive,
Besides longing to claim stakes in forsaken minds…
He’s no zombie, sakes alive! – He’s not a monster, He’s no less than spectacular!
2 Corinthians 10:5
Check your vernacular, for Pete’s sake –
He saved saints’ lives!
Though you can drink His blood
and live beyond space and time –
He can’t be killed by stakes and knives – He’s not living in death’s truancy.
Yes – He came as a sheep in wolf’s clothing, but He ain’t lupine!
Though invisible to man – He’s less fake than you and I!…
His glory isn’t some ghost story staged in moonshine – that’s wretched lunacy!
He’s neither a warlock nor some Orc
lording over squeamish ghouls.
He’s not Darth Vader,
so may the Lord’s force be with you!
He’s neither evil Emperor nor Thor with lightning beams that brood –
He’s into redeeming dudes to higher stations!
Unlike Linus, He left His dearest Comforter behind:
To reach the farthest, It’s kept nearest ‘til He
comes for the Church as His bride…
Spirit-filled, He was speared to spill His blood for humankind’s entire nation.
Though once bitten by death then
entombed and wrapped like a mummy,
His Easter egg can’t be hidden in horror-ible B movies – cracked and runny.
Neither would He wander around like some prattling dummy –
cursed and bound to the earth’s beckoning helm.
Beyond the shadow of doubt which endures men,
He dismantled the Shroud of Turin…
Sin couldn’t trap Him in the ground –
He’s maxed out in the clouds touring the heavenly realm!
Ephesians 1:20
Though you could count His bones beheld when He died,
He’s not a skeleton to be beheld in fright.
He holds the keys to heaven and hell on high –
none can commit larceny or jack Him!
Though His Head and hands are healthy and intact,
His message gets drowned and severed
Whenever we side with teen wolves
in hellish packs with howling gestures…
Growling down to the letter against JC’s A.D. varsity jacket.
But only He can fumigate such onions and leeks –
Only He can illuminate and season us like pumpkin seeds.
He gave us His blood and bun to eat – yet many prefer pumpkin bread, instead.
Many go for the marketing themes and treats
Of Halloween as the season peaks…
When we ought to be hollering ‘Retreat!’ from the tricks of pumpkin-headed dread.
Rather, we place worth in headless horsemen
and jack ‘o lanterns
Instead of the Church’s Head and Lord
Who smashed old standards!
We’d rather wax hot and gander at rotted squash with wicked lights.
What about your infernal flesh
He politely carved, redressed
And lit up with an eternal light
despite darkness recessed?!!…
I get it – we’d rather slight and mar decentness for dressing up like Wiccan sprites.
Luke 11:34-36
Boohooing on site in a boat
viewing Christ on coastal borders,
Even the disciples confused Him for
a ghost floating towards ‘em.
But such a sight shouldn’t provoke disorder – it should quicken the Spirit within!
So despite what’s seen in your eyes’ periphery,
Keep your eye on Christ’s person, specifically…
As He leads the Church with visions and dreams in fearlessness.
To be clear, though with us in Spirit – He’s no moaning ghost.
So forget witches and spirits controlling folks.
I’m rifling through Bibles aimed at holey ghosts – to blast holes in their dreary theories!
So forget rattling chains draggin’ across floors!
I’m battling wraiths – what else was the path of the Cross for?!!…
Despite Sheen’s ‘winning,’ they’ve lost the war – they’re running scared with fear, clearly!
That’s why I’m doing this monster mash.
I implore you – stop disregarding His honor masked
Lest you end up in the darkness, mad – gnashing teeth and wailing about.
Stop hanging around old haunts with creaky doors and floors.
Stop holding your applause for creepy horror gore…
He’s not holding an audience for creeps in corridors
but men who’ll tell of His clout!
Matthew 25:30
This is the only Christian bashing I condone.
There’s no sinister laughing in my home!
We don’t stash fake blood packs – we won’t play with His precious life!
So forget these Hollywood monsters!
Adopting such ‘harmless’ dogmas could harm us…
Christ’s holy wood is more sovereign – as it raised the stakes for a second life!
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‘Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.’
– 2 Corinthians 5:17
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‘And when the disciples saw Him walking on the sea, they were troubled, saying, “It is a ghost!” And they cried out for fear. But immediately Jesus spoke to them, saying, “Be of good cheer! It is I; do not be afraid.” ’
– Matthew 14:26-27 NKJV
