Why is it that some people fear Friday the 13th and the number thirteen in general? Many say it’s bad luck and I’m not quite sure where all those beliefs came from. Many airports don’t even have a gate number thirteen. Airplanes generally don’t have a 13th aisle. Most hospitals and hotels don’t have a room number 13. The majority of buildings with thirteen or more floors skip right over the number 13.
Some people believe that if you turn your shoes upside down you will have bad luck while others believe if you let milk boil over, it’s considered bad luck. Everyone knows if your nose starts itching then someone is on their way to see you soon. It’s also a common superstition that if you make a wish in the spring upon seeing the first robin that your wish will come true if you make the wish before he flies away. Horse shoes and rabbits feet somehow have also become good luck symbols. It’s also common knowledge that if you make a wish when you see a shooting star at night your wish will come true if you don’t tell anyone what you wished for.
When I was growing up if my dad saw a black cat that crossed his path as he was driving he would turn his car around and find an alternative path. He said it was bad luck to cross the path of a black cat and never did so that I know of his entire life. He also used to say that if you have warts on your body that you can cure them by taking a wash cloth, rubbing it on the warts and throwing it under the front porch steps. Now I have to tell you, I tried that and it didn’t work. I still had to go to the doctor to get all of my warts cut off and burned off my legs and hands. Dad said I was playing with too many frogs. Maybe I didn’t wait long enough for his wash cloth rubbing to work? He was also very afraid of breaking mirrors and said that if you broke one you would have seven years of bad luck. I guess it’s a good thing I never broke any mirrors around him. After every meal we would also wish on the chicken bone. Who ever got the biggest piece of bone when pulling it apart was the one whose wish would come true.
Now what about Santa Claus? My parents told me that Santa was real and all along I believed them just like I did with the tooth fairy. As I think back on it I think I kind of got conned by them. Sure it was fun and I wanted to believe for a while even after I knew it was all just made up.
I have a question though. When we start telling our children about the LORD are they to believe us this time around? Do they think to themselves, “No this GOD stuff is just another story like Santa Claus, the tooth fairy and all those other superstitions that my parents told me about.”? It kind of makes you stop and think now doesn’t it?
“Train up a child in the way he should go and when he is old he will not depart from it.”
Proverbs 22:6 KJV