My boys and I adore our annual All Saints celebration. Though it varies from year to year, the celebration always includes a game we call Guess the Saint. One year, we placed a few objects found around the house in a bowl to represent different saints. We had a toy bird for Francis, who preached to the birds, a candle for Lucia, who carried her light on her head, and an ox for Aquinas, who was known as the dumb ox. To play the game, an object is picked out of the bowl, and an extra clue or two is given as needed to see who can guess the saint the object represents. In recent years, we replaced this simple bowl of objects with friends joining us for a meal where we all dress as a favorite saint and give clues to see if we can guess which saint each person has chosen to represent.
To be perfectly honest, our boys love this celebration because leftover Halloween candy is the prize when they guess a saint correctly. My children are certain they are the most sugar-deprived children in the world (they certainly aren’t), and this promise of sweets goes a long way to garner excitement.
When it comes to building our family traditions around the church year, I’m happy for enthusiasm in any form, but I also want to think about why we spend time and energy celebrating All Saints. It would be easy to get lost in the fun and sugar and lose sight of why we choose to celebrate this feast day. I love the stories of the saints and feel it is important to remember them because they point us to the Gospel, teach us to love, and help us to examine our own lives and grow as saints.
Preach the Gospel, if necessary use words. —Saint Francis


