Naomi and Ruth – When Women Walk Together

Call Me Mara

I think she shouted it. I can hear her. “Call me Mara! Don’t you dare call me Naomi. There is no beauty in me.

The Hand of the Lord and Hindsight

Naomi saw God’s hand as a gavel, bringing judgement on her life. Now, with hindsight, we can see that His hand was delivering His power into her life.

When Women Walk Together

To my surprise, my suffering didn’t scare them. My anger didn’t make them run. And when I fell, they were there, strong enough to carry me.

Your Veil

Your past hurt and trials have created in you perseverance and resilience, but you can’t see any of this unless you take off the veil.


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