Sometimes I let myself get completely consumed by Autumn. The smell of cinnamon and apple coming out of my oven last night was almost more than I could take. A wonderful reward for spending the day in the orchard picking apples. But maybe I was so overwhelmed last night because the day in the orchard already filled up my senses with delight.
The sweet kiss of sun on my skin mixed with the cool bite in the wind was just invigorating. I could almost see the color red conquer the strong green leaf and spread the victory across the rolling hills. The tang mixed with sweet juices from the 20 apples my kids devoured and then let stick to their cheeks. Casual, comfortable, and easy conversation with friends while we picked was pleasing to our ears.
Ok but really we all know that the day was a “pull your hair out- kids are crying every 2 seconds” kind of day as well. Gotta have all the senses and emotions on a day like that.
The all time best part of the day was when we all nestled under a tree and my friend Brittany read us the Giving Tree. The kids turned quiet and thoughtful and the moms teared up with emotion.
I was torn between feeling like the tree and feeling like the little boy. When I felt like the tree I really wanted that little boy to give back instead of just taking. But when I felt like the boy I was overwhelmed with gratitude for a God who had given us everything for our happiness.
Read this book with your family next time you go apple picking and then let the conversation roll. Try asking questions like these:
What made the tree happy?
What made the boy happy?
Who gives things to us?
What can we give to others?
Who loves you as much as the tree loved the boy?