by Michelle Ruddell | devotional
At the clap of thunder my dog Pumpkin came running. He jumped into my lap and climbed onto my shoulders. He is terrified of loud noises—also leashes, any type of cord, and the vacuum cleaner. He shakes and pants until the noises stop. He doesn’t trust me when I...
by Michelle Ruddell | devotional
“You’re going to make wrinkles in your forehead,” the voice of my mother played in my mind as I walked out of the bus station. As part of a ministry called Light in the Gap, I had just been with a group who meet, visit, and pray with women just...
by Michelle Ruddell | devotional
I couldn’t believe my eyes. There it was. The popular expression that I was determined to eliminate from my children’s vocabulary was printed in big bold letters across the front of my friend’s t-shirt. I couldn’t ever imagine her using...
by Michelle Ruddell | devotional
“I married him twice.” The revelation of this shocking detail results in some interesting looks on the faces of those who hear it. Efforts to keep their jaws from dropping and their eyebrows from raising contort their countenances into some...
by Michelle Ruddell | Matthew stories
I miss this face. This little boy would be thirty-two years old today. It’s been too long since I’ve seen him. It’s been too long since I’ve seen that smile or heard that laugh. I wonder what grown-up Matthew would be like? I’m pretty...
