by Michelle Ruddell | Uncategorized
Three steps. That’s all it takes to get from the door into the laundry room to the door into the garage. I’ve taken those three steps a million times. Ok, maybe not a million, but a lot. . Three steps. In a familiar place. Should be so easy I can do it...
by Michelle Ruddell | devotional, Personal life
Do I look unsinkable? Shortly after this picture was taken, the current took me far away from friends and safety. Just a few minutes after this smile, I was struggling to keep my head above the water. I was most definitely not unsinkable. I fell off the...
by Michelle Ruddell | personal life stories
I could count on one hand the number of times I’d been to church in the last few years. I was angry at God because my marriage had failed. I was ashamed of the choices I’d made, and worried about what people would think. I had grown up involved in church. I took great...
by Michelle Ruddell | devotional, Matthew stories
Matthew rubbed his sleepy brown eyes as he peeked around the corner. The adults sat, cameras ready, waiting for my three-year-old son to see the spread that Santa had delivered. There was the toy kitchen he had asked for since July, a big yellow truck, an overflowing...
by Michelle Ruddell | devotional
I had a little meltdown this week. My thoughts started spinning. I needed to make a decision. It’s not a matter of great consequence. Nothing earth-shattering will happen if I say yes–or if I say no. It really wasn’t that big of a deal. It should...
