As an heir of the blessings bequeathed to us by the Reformation, I have said goodbye to Halloween – praise God! Before coming to the Lord Jesus Christ in repentance and faith, in my Catholic worldview, I had no clue about Reformation Day and its occurrence on the same date. In my world the Reformation meant only the man Martin Luther, whom I thought of as a kind of bestial person because of having read Jacque Maritain’s remarks about Luther’s appearance – that it matched his heretical soul.
Now I understand that a man may not be handsome but yet be a child of God, and rejoice that Luther, in his newly found faith, nailed his theses to the cathedral door. It’s all history from long ago – almost 500 years, 500 years in 2017. Other than blogging about this day, I don’t celebrate it. But I’m anxious about the approaching 500th celebration because from what I hear and also know about human nature, people are going to use this celebration to try to undo the work of God it represents by throwing a party with those who are deluded by Roman Catholicism, happy that they’re able to reunite with it. I can hear the party horns and firecrackers, see the party hats, imagine the raising of the cups to toast the demise of godly separation.