š Holy Hustle Halloween: When Queen Esther Meets Encanto š
- holyhustlewithraquel

- Oct 31, 2025
- 2 min read

Halloween at our house is always⦠an event. Every year, I tell myself Iāll start costume planning early. Every year, I lie.
I have this wild mom dream of my kids matching in the cutest themed costumes because if Iām already stressed, I might as well be stressed cohesively, right? One year we were the magical Madrigals from Encanto(and yes, we donāt talk about Bruno, but we do talk about how much glitter that year involved). Another year it was Toy Story, my son got to be Buzz, which he claims was symbolic of his āinfinite patienceā. Last year we nailed Inside Out. My 11year old as āJoyā danced down the driveway while my youngest embodied āDisgustā trying to keep everyoneās wigs on straight.

But this year? Oh, this year hit different. Time slipped away between homework, church events, and trying to remember where I last saw my sanity. I blinked and it was October 31st. No theme. No matching. Just chaos and candy wrappers.
Now, hereās the plot twist: I wasnāt even raised celebrating Halloween. Pastorās kid life meant we did āHallelujah Nightā or āFall Festivals,ā and my costume options were strictly biblical. My all-time favorite? Queen Esther, because hello, royalty. I wore that crown proudly, waving to my siblings like I was in a holy parade. šāØ
Fast forward to my own kids, my husband, who absolutely loves Halloween (ugh), turned it into a full-blown family affair. The man thrives on carving pumpkins and comparing candy hauls. But as his work scheduleās gotten more demanding, the torch or should I say, the candy bucket has been passed to me. And letās just say⦠I wasnāt ready.

Enter: Trunk or Treat. šBless the churches (especially mine!) that host these events. Seriously. Itās like a holy Halloween rehab for moms who forgot to buy costumes until 3 PM on October 31st. Thereās something so beautiful about seeing the community come together, kids dressed as everything from superheroes to shepherds, parents sipping coffee and catching up, and everyone just enjoying being kids at heart.
And honestly, thatās the part I love most. Seeing pure joy, laughter, and fellowship under twinkling lights and hay bales, it reminds me that the heart of it all isnāt spooky; itās sweet. The Bible says in James 1:17 that āevery good and perfect gift is from above,ā and sometimes that gift looks like a childās laughter while eating way too many fun-sized Snickers.

So, no, we didnāt match this year. I didnāt pull off Pinterest perfection. But we showed up. We smiled. We shared candy and conversation. And maybe thatās what itās all about: showing up with love, joy, and a thankful heart even if your āthemeā this year is Surviving October by the Grace of God.
⨠Until next time, stay sweet, stay sane, and remember, youāre royalty too. š ā Raquel, your Holy Hustlinā Mama

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