Gleaning Along Life’s Way
The first woman to have a book of the Bible named after her was Ruth. She was a gleaner. I’m also a gleaner named Ruth. I just don’t glean grain.
Here you’ll find some of my “gleanings” along life’s way.
Please know that I am in the process just like you. Sometimes I’ll gather chaff (insert worthless nonsense) and other times I’ll collect lots of wheat because of Jesus. It’s always because of Jesus.
Shamefully Still Embarrassed by our Old Car
I wish I could say I'm better than this—sometimes, I am. On some days, the old car with squeaky brakes doesn’t faze me. But other times, like today, it brings up memories of my childhood, when we couldn’t afford much, and I feel embarrassed and triggered. Deep down, I know it doesn’t really matter. But I need to be honest with myself and confront it if I ever want to move past it. Maybe you can relate—not necessarily to the car, but to those moments in life that keep resurfacing, where you feel like you should have outgrown it, yet sometimes it still gets to you. This is my confession and attempt to bring it into the light.