Of Fall and of Jesus
I LOVE FALL! I don't know if it's because fall gives me a good reason to wear my worn-out boots or the smell of burning leaves...I don't know if I love fall because of the brilliant colors or the crisp mornings where the steam off my coffee swirls out of the cup then floats away. Maybe it’s the hot apple dumplings, excitement of football season, or the joy John and I get from watching our grand-kids scurry like squirrels to collect hickory nuts and acorns. Or maybe it's because in fall, West Virginia's state colors go from blue and gold to camo or is this just an illusion? I'm not convinced that's it either. The only thing that I can say for sure, is that I love fall and trying to explain exactly why is simply impossible. It’s a lot like trying to describe my love for Jesus Christ. There are the typical religious answers such as because He died for me or because the Bible says I should since, after all, He is the Way, the Truth, and the L...