Balm for Bitterness

Ruth came out of Moab, a nation with a strange and despicable origin. This people group’s ancestry reached back to Lot and the days after the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah. In the midst of his family’s escape from the fire fall, Lot’s wife lagged behind and turned her gaze...

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My Bed of Languishing

My shattering had stamped out any lingering self-effort in me; even the sense of nerves stirring had vanished. Inertia bound me. I became the man under the bed covers on a cold winter morning, paralyzed. I concluded, “The next transpiration of events would take place toward me, but never from...

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