Tim and I took our dogs for a walk around the neighborhood today.
We both love this time of the year – the crisp cool air, the incredible colors and smells. But we do NOT appreciate the gory halloween decorations which seem to get worse each year.
We turned into a cul-de-sac and did not expect what we were about to see. There was a wheel barrel with severed arms and legs – fake blood covering them. There were fake dead bodies everywhere and skeletons hanging from trees. And of course there were numerous tombstones.
I felt like this family was glorifying death and laughing in the face of God.
And then we saw, right smack in the middle of all of the gore and simulated death, something that truly brought it all together.
It was a sign which read
“HARRIS AND WALZ”
It was then that all the ‘killing’ and splattered blood made perfect sense.
The only thing this family had left out in their horror-filled display was the slaughtering of unborn babies. After all, the killing of the unborn is the PASSION of the Demoncrats!
I’d say a bit overdone but thank God it wasn’t a TRUMP sign.
I hear you!!!
Eeeeeuuuuggghhhh!!!! And I thought we were bad over here! Actually, I am not sure whether or not one might be charged with numerous offences, should one replicate that display over here… I’m really not sure, but I do think one would be made to take it down at the very least.
I do hope and pray that we will very soon be lifted out of this sick madhouse of a world!
I pray that right along with you, my sister in Jesus!! Can’t wait to give you a big hug in heaven!
This is not left vs right or Dem vs Rep. This is Good vs Evil
I believe you are right. Unfortunately, the Dems seem to be on the side of EVIL.
Thanks for responding
Yep! We might have known!
Yeah it doesn’t take much to get us praying these days there’s so much in ur face evil, seemingly everywhere & it’s celebrated publicly, protected by law too.
Yes, you are right, Dale
This whole demonic charade is a mockery of truth. There is a spiritual battle that has been going on since the garden of Eden. “Behold, I tell you a mystery: We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed- in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, and the dead will be raised incorruptible and we shall be changed. For this corruptible must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality. So when this corruptable has put on incorruption, and this mortal has put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written: ‘Death is swallowed up in victory.'” 1 Cor. 25:51-54 There is a resurrection of the dead. The righteous to eternal fellowship with our God, the wicked to an eternal lake of fire which is no laughing matter.
It does seem to be getting worse and it reveals the state of their souls. So sad.
If I was their neighbor I’d have signs in my yard saying Heaven? Or Hell? With an arrow to their yard. I’d also make a sign that said Planned Parenthood Headquarters with their address and an arrow to their yard.
Someone shot an arrow in our yard the other night. I have no idea the supposed meaning. Ideas anyone?
Do you have a Trump sign up? Do you have enemies for some reason in your neighborhood? If not, it could have been kids acting stupidly.
So sorry you had to see that ugliness. I don’t understand it myself. What I don’t understand how so many foolish Americans will be voting for Harris and Timmy boy.
Come Lord Jesus
I have no signs or flags up in the yard. I’m sure being an upfront Christian has gotten around our neighborhood but no real trouble so far. Just wondered if the arrow thing meant something in particular. In years past we had some crazy motorcycle gang type neighbors who put about 3 or 4 bullets in our backyard fence one nite. They have since all departed for jail. So we try to be alert for weird goings on.
Yikes!!
I remember Halloween in the late 1960s. We’d dress up in our costumes, homemade or store bought, and go around the neighborhood with paper grocery bags and neighbors would hand out candy, homemade popcorn balls, cookies, or other treats. Our parents might go with us, or might not; hey, they trusted all of our neighbors. Some homes would have decorations up, a comical jack-o-lantern or a cardboard skeleton which looked like something out of a medical textbook. Nothing overtly scary or gory. Then you’d go home and start a sugar binge which wouldn’t crash until sometime around Thanksgiving…
Contrast with what we see today. (Although I must admit that the witch-broom-wipeout displays on trees are kind of fun!)