You know that autumn is in full gear when the local fall festivals start popping up: apple festivals, harvest festivals, persimmon festivals, pumpkin festivals and my own hometown favorite, the Sorghum Festival.
What is sorghum, you ask? Honestly, I can’t tell you. I’d always heard it was like molasses but I never actually tried it myself. Oh, I went to the festival, ate popcorn, hung out with my friends, checked out the booths and took advantage of all the festival festivities except for one. The sorghum. The one thing the festival was actually about.
For many years I treated God the same way. After all, there’s so much to celebrate and enjoy in this world He’s created for us. That’s why I love the holidays and the change of seasons. They’re great excuses to make memories with our family and friends.
However, celebrating life without the celebrating the God who gave it to us kind of misses the point. It’s like going to Sorghum Festival every year but never trying the sorghum.
That’s why I wrote my new book Tales from the Leaf Pile. It’s collection of autumn-themed devotions featuring stories about the comforts of fall and how they can point us back to the God who gave us the season to enjoy.