Ruth, la vida de una niña entregada a Dios.

Where was God? Under the cloth of out embroidered lives I could only see the knots; I could only see the entangled threads that made no sense. I never knew that up above we were in His hands being turned into a masterpiece, a message of his grace, a book with a story of glorious redemption that could be read by others that suffer, and see a God who can transform humans into His children, victorious no matter what they have gone through, no matter what they were before, people of victory over sin, brokenness, failure, disease, and even death itself. That is the purpose of our lives if we allow God to do in us His will. But we think we know better! So we struggle along blind as we are, hurting ourselves and hurting others in our way.