It’s Purim here in Israel, the holiday that commemorates the events in the book of Esther. As I watch the children and young at heart walk around in costume, as is our custom, I am comforted.
Here’s why: While I always associated Halloween costumes with fright and horror, the spirit of the Purim costumes are completely different. They are holy. We dress in costume to remind us that things are not always as they seem.
In the entire book of Esther, God’s name is not mentioned even once, and yet, as we sit in synagogue and read the Scriptures, Divine intervention is so obviously present. The story of Esther teaches us that while we don’t always see God up front running the world, we must learn to peel back the layers and discover that He is always there, always on the throne.
In such a time as this, when we in Israel live in daily fear of stabbings and other terrorist attacks, when the world community wakes up yet again to the horror of another terrorist bombing, it appears that our world is spinning out of control. Yet, I am strengthened and comforted by the children in their costumes. They remind me of the bedrock truth that God is right here in our midst, even if in disguise.