What if one of the oldest festivals in Scripture was never meant to be left behind, but carried forward into our own worship today? The Feast of Tabernacles, known as Sukkot, is woven through the entire biblical narrative, from the wilderness wanderings of Israel to the prophetic visions of Ezekiel, from the rebuilding of Jerusalem under Ezra and Nehemiah to the imagery of every nation gathered together in Revelation 7. At its heart, this feast is a covenant remembrance. God told his people to leave their homes, gather together, and celebrate, not because life was easy, but because he had brought them out of something hard. The booths they built were not monuments to comfort but to dependence, reminders that they once had nothing but God, and that was enough. The remarkable thread connecting every mention of this feast is joy. Not optional joy, not circumstantial joy, but commanded joy. Nehemiah declared it plainly when the people wept over the ruins of what had been lost: the joy of the Lord is your strength. That word reaches across centuries and lands directly in our own lives. We too have known Egypt. We too have wandered. And we too have been brought out. This feast invites us to stop, remember the covenant, and celebrate with the full weight of what we have been given.