Confessions of a Book Addict, part 2

You've got to get this book ( Permission to Speak Freely ) .  "I'm just saying."  (Who says that?  I think I stole that ph...

Wilbur spins a web?

This past week, while reading Charlotte's Web to my sweet class (and laughing a lot along the way), I found a little lesson nestled insi...

J is for Jesus...and Joyful...

He's always listening.  Jesus, that is.  I spent my 50-minute commute to work this morning listening to the beginning of Francis Chan...

Confessions of a Book Addict, part 1

Hi, my name is Ruth.  I'm a Book Addict.  I've been addicted to books since age 4, when I started counting red and blue fish with Dr...

Waiting for Easter

Some things in life make no sense, like why this man, my love, is so patient with me and persists in relationship, regardless of my imperfec...

Remembering Carl Perry (April 1920--September 2010)

My heart aches today, flitting between the dreary and the divine--an overcast day and an overcast soul, but glory-tipped clouds fill the sky...

Pruning Love

Hello friends... I was reminded this morning of God's love, through pruning, while tidying up my yard (which needed some help!)  There a...