by Michelle Ruddell | Personal life
Why I’m Not a Plumber I was cleaning house at a furious pace that Saturday morning, fueled by conflicting emotions. Anger at abuse and betrayal by my husband collided with the giddiness of my independence and freedom in the week or so since his arrest. I was...
by Michelle Ruddell | devotional
I knew I had procrastinated too long. The yard was a jungle. I had used every excuse to put off this task, but today was the day it must be done. The neighbors had all mowed. I had the lone unkempt, tall grassland on the block. I started late in the evening....
by Michelle Ruddell | devotional
It wasn’t twelve stones from a riverbed, but it was a reminder of God’s miraculous work in my life. I stumbled across this memento while looking for a scripture to accompany a blog post. I reached for a small red Bible that was on the shelf above my...
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...
