Wise words come from wise women. A sister at church, whom I almost think of as a grandma since my own Nanna passed away, shared this phrase with the congregation.
(Naomi speaking to Ruth) "Sit still, my daughter."
It blessed her, but I knew it was for me, too.
(Naomi speaking to Ruth) "Sit still, my daughter."
It blessed her, but I knew it was for me, too.
Blessings,
Alyssa
