An open letter to my best friend

Today’s the day you graduate! I am so excited for this next chapter in your life.  You have come so far. I know it wasn’t easy persevering to the end but you made it!

Thank you for praying me through my own anxious days. Your support and your encouragement reminded me of how greatly God has blessed me to give me a friend like you. You were quick to remind me of His promises. As iron sharpens iron, you have sharpened me, dear friend.

I wish so badly that I was by your side celebrating with you, but know that I’m thinking of you right now. You’re going to do great things. I know the Lord will bless everyone who comes into your life because you, sweet girl, are a blessing.

We may be a thousand miles away. Literally. But not even distance will make me love you less. In fact, I think I love you more than I did when we were twenty-three miles away!

Congratulations on graduating!

Love,

Ruth 💕

P.S. I’m finished too! 😁

Undeserving Love

So much love has been showed to me in this past week alone. It’s almost too much for me to handle.

Last week, I passed out at work. I was helping write up a customer when I started feeling light headed. It was past 2, I hadn’t eaten lunch yet, and I hadn’t been drinking enough water so naturally, my body shut down and I blacked out. I was only out for a few minutes – I have no idea how long exactly, but long enough that by the time I came to, Bailey had called 911 and Mom, Mrs. Jenny was at my side, and the customer I was helping got down on the floor and was rubbing my hands. I felt so bad that I put everyone in a complete panic in a matter of seconds, but I also felt so overwhelmed by the amount of concern and love that came from my coworkers and even the customers who were present.

Dad took me to the ER to get checked out and other than my scraped and very bruised nose, everything was fine. I’m perfectly healthy…I just need to be sure I’m eating and drinking and taking care of myself. Anyways, throughout the two hours we were there, Mrs. Jenny and Mrs. Nancy were texting me letting me know they were praying for me. Mrs. Nancy always tells me, “love you more.” Whether I say “I love you” first or not. Mr. Rex had sent a mass email to my church family asking for prayers.

For the next two days, my phone blew up. People from church called me up or texted me telling me they were praying for me. (The fact that people pray for me is enough to make me cry, y’all.) My friends reached out and were there when I needed them. Beth sent me a letter that came at the perfect time. I wasn’t feeling that great and she encouraged me so much by reminding me who our God is by describing His names alone. My favorite is El Roi – The God Who Sees. I have written in my Bible, “You are the God who sees. And You are the God who sees even me!” For so long, I had felt lonely and I struggled with thoughts that God didn’t really care about me or that He was disappointed in me. I wish I could tell myself when I was in the midst of these emotions that I could never be more wrong. My God sees everything and He sees even me. Not only does He see me, but He cares for me. He  loves me and His love is not like my love. It is not based off of how well I do things, or what I don’t do. My God has surrounded me with so many loving people so that I am never alone.

My siblings kept an eye on me when I was home to make sure I didn’t do anything crazy after I fell. Bailey, Mr. Mike, Mrs. Jenny, AND Travis all made sure I was eating lunch and drinking plenty of water when I went back to work. They’re still keeping an eye on me. I’m telling you, I can never pass out again because I put way too many people into a panic.

Yesterday, the same customer I was working with when I passed out came in to pick up his order. Y’all, the sweet man brought me candy to keep my blood sugar up. He didn’t have to do that, but he wanted to and that totally made my day.

That’s only a fraction of the love I have felt. That has just been this past week. I might just be ridiculously lucky to have so many people who care about me, but I think it’s safe to say that the Lord has placed those kinds of people in everyone’s life. Even if it’s just one person, that is one of the ways He expresses His undeserving and overwhelming love.

The Best Is Yet To Come

So there was this song I heard a long time ago when I was visiting Jami. We were in her car driving home from The Big White House. Windows were rolled down and the sun was setting. I remember now that we had Pandora’s music on shuffle and this song came up. I never caught the lyrics or even the name of the song, but I really liked the tune.

I found the song yesterday.

It’s “The Best Is Yet To Come” by Sheppard.

The lyric video is here.

This has been floating around in my head for years. I can’t even tell you how thrilled I am that I found this. 😄

It snowed today.

SNOW. Here. In March!

Due to Daylight Savings, I accidentally woke up at what would be 5:30am. But I’m so glad I did because I watched the snow fall for a little bit before I crawled back into bed…and then back out because it was time to get up. 😛

The snow fell in big fluffy snowflakes. They were so perfect for snowballs and snowmen. That’s my favorite. 😉

Driving to church was an adventure. Everything was white and grey. Snow was still falling and not too many people were out. All was quiet and still. Having all the trees dusted in snow and seeing everything dressed in white made us all think we were in the middle of Narnia’s winter. It was so beautiful,  I can’t even tell you how beautiful this was. Can you tell we don’t get snow here that often?

There were snowball fights at church, then another one at home. We all had frozen fingers that stung so bad and wet clothes that chilled our bones. It was so much fun! I felt like we were living that snowball fight scene from The Lion The Witch and The Wardrobe.

But like any snow day over here, it melted by the end of the day.

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So that happened. 🙂

G’night.

 

 

 

Happy birthday, Big Ruth

Today’s my twin’s birthday.

I got to see her yesterday and celebrate her birthday early. We spent the day at Mrs. Rose’s house making cards with my aunt, Mom, and sisters. We only stopped to go to lunch, which was delicious. Big Ruth and I both had honey Chipotle fish tacos.

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We also took Big Ruth out to dinner with Ms. Sandy and Mrs. Loyd. We had Korean barbeque! I had such a wonderful time. I haven’t seen Big Ruth in over a year and it meant the world to me to celebrate her birthday with her.

She and I were always roommates whenever we went on a sewing retreat. She would come with me and Mom when I entered my quilts in the Oklahoma City Winter Quilt Show. She is full of wisdom and knowledge about just about anything. (I guess one will become like that if you’ve lived as long as she has. 😋) She is one of my biggest cheerleaders and she has encouraged me in all of my crafty endeavors. She also continues to update me on the guild since I moved away.

Way back when I first met her, she was the oldest Ruth and the only Ruth I knew other than my namesake from the Bible. (She’s still the oldest Ruth I know, by the way.) We met at the sewing guild she and my mother attended. I liked her so much, I pretty much sat next to her from there on out. Names got confusing at the guild because Big Ruth had been just “Ruth” for so long. Now that I started coming, whenever someone said, “Ruth!” We would both turn around. We were always together so that added to the confusion. We were like twins.

Thing 1 and Thing 2 didn’t work out so well, so Big Ruth and Baby Ruth came about. Since Big Ruth was born first, she earned the bigger title. (It’s a southern thing to call the older person, “big” anything: Big Momma, Big Daddy, Big Ruth. It’s not a derogatory term, y’all.) I became Baby Ruth, obviously. 😊 Pretty soon everyone in the guild caught on and adjusted to the new names.

Introductions were so much fun! Big Ruth and I would go together and she would say, “Hi, I’m Big Ruth.” I would say, “Hi, I’m Baby Ruth. We’re twins.” And she would say, “But I was born first.”

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I love you so much, my twin. Happy birthday. ❤

Book List of 2017

So one of my goals is to read at least 20 books this year.

Here’s what I’ve got.

 1. S.H.E. – Safe, Healthy, Empowered. (Rebecca St. James)
2. The Lightning Thief (Rick Riordan)
3. The Sea of Monsters (Rick Riordan)
4. Love’s Pursuit (Siri Mitchell)
5. A Constant Heart (Siri Mitchell)
6. Mr. Penumbra’s 24-Hour Bookstore (Robin Sloan)
7. The Butterfly and the Violin (Kristy Cambron)
8. The Sparrow of Terezain (Kristy Cambron)
9. Love Comes Softly (Janette Oake)
10. Wait for Me. (Rebecca St. James)
11. Passion and Purity (Elisabeth Elliot)
12. Jesus > Religion (Jefferson Bethke)
13. A Red Herring Without Mustard (Alan Bradley)
14. The Book Thief (Markus Zusak)
15. Number the Stars (Lois Lowry)
16. Having a Mary Heart in a Martha World (Joanne Weaver)
17. Dashwood Avenue (RJ Conte)
18. Crazy Love (Francis Chan)
19. Because He Loves Me (Elise Fitzpatrick)
20. Boundaries (Dr. Henry Cloud and Dr. John Townsend)
21. Throne of Glass (Sarah J. Maas)
22. The Hunchback of Notre Dame (Victor Hugo)
23. Les Miserables (Victor Hugo)
Most of these are books I haven’t read before, but a couple of them will be rereads. Like The Butterfly and the Violin. Or Because He Loves Me. (I love those books so much. I can’t even tell you.)
I’ve already finished the first two books on my list. I think I’m going to try to read according to my list this year. Just so I stay organized. 😉
S.H.E. was an amazing encouragement for me. I highly recommend it for any lady, young or old, who is seeking to live a safe, healthy, empowered, and godly life.
SHE is every woman who seeks more from God and submits her life to His transforming work and a lifetime of being reborn into God’s original design.
I am enthralled with the Percy Jackson series. I love Annabeth. Greek mythology is one of my favorite topics and that series is really cleverly written and a rather easy read for me. I have a feeling I shall fly through those books. 🙂
I’m always looking for my next read. Any recommendations? What is one of your absolute favorites?

Story Time! (And why I love my job)

***DISCLAIMER*** The purpose of this post is purely to share a laugh over a person’s irrational behavior. I don’t mean to criticize him or be judgemental over how he acted because I have no idea what’s going on in his life. I also don’t mean to make fun of him or his response. I just found this amusing because it’s not normal for someone to act the way he did. I am not angry or cross with him in any way. I just want to share this story and show you how truly wonderful my job is even with colorful people such as this one. I absolutely love my job and I love Mrs. Jenny and Bailey and everyone I work with.

99% of the time, we have really happy customers. It’s a trophy shop! Occasionally, the 1% show up. In the past three months that I’ve worked there, I have met so many different kinds of people. I have met pastors, coaches, team moms, business owners, happy people, tired people, inappropriate people, loud people, soft-spoken people, polite people and rude people. The whole spectrum, I think. It’s very colorful.
Yesterday, this very big guy comes in and asks what we do for diplomas, and I suggested laminating it by putting it on a nice plaque with a colored background and it would be protected by a piece of glass or acrylic. And he was like, “No, I don’t want that.”
Then he sees this zinc casted certificate on display in our showroom and asks for a price for one of those. I didn’t know, so I asked Bailey and she said she didn’t know exactly, but she could tell him that it would be super expensive for just one. Like over $200 expensive. (It’s just like those plaques you see on the outside of the buildings or at a park as a memorial for donors or whatever.)
Anyways, this man asked Bailey in a very irritated and brash manner, “Do you have a degree?” and she was like, “I’m sorry?” And he said, “DO YOU HAVE A DEGREE????”  and she said very calmly, “No, I don’t, but my husband does and what we did with his diploma is that we laminated it like on display.”
He started shaking his head and doing that chuckle/laugh you see in the movies that makes you kind of nervous because it’s a sign of a crazy person. At this point I want to tell this man to please calm down so we can help him, but I’m afraid if I do, he would literally explode. He continues to shout at Bailey and rudely explain that he doesn’t want it laminated and starts to storm out of the store when he asks about our business, and where the owners were. Bailey told him the owner wasn’t around. (But they really were, she just said that to make him leave.) And so he took a business card and Bailey told him to call on MONDAY to talk to Mr. Mike if he wanted.
During most of that, I’m dealing with another customer, a much quieter and nicer man, and all that’s going through my head is, “WOAH. What the heck is going on?!?!? What is this guy’s problem?!?” (And I bet you this other customer was thinking the same thing!) After the rude guy left, Mrs. Jenny comes out from the back and tells me that I should never let people like him get to me and proceeded to ask me if I was okay and if I needed any help. I had to say I was fine a couple times to make myself believe that I was fine, but I really was fine. My feelings weren’t hurt like the last encounters I had with brash, ornery, old men. I want to say I was almost hysterical because it was kind of hilarious how fast this guy blew up. He was only in the showroom for about five minutes and he just erupted! I just wanted to laugh and laugh and if I did, I would sound crazy.

BUT THAT’S NOT ALL.

The same guy calls not even ten minutes later and Bailey answers. She told me later that he drove to our competitor and used their phone to call us and shouted at her demanding to speak to “that oriental girl” and she was like, “Excuse me?”

The second I heard he asked for me I was like, “I’m not talking to him.” And Mrs. Jenny said “You’re not allowed to talk to him! If that company ever calls again, do not answer the phone. We’re going to let Mike deal with him.”

AND THEN

He calls right as we’re about to leave and he didn’t realize I was “that oriental girl” and He asked if Mr. Mike was around.

When I realized he was that guy I was like, “Oh, snap!” and said, “no, he would be back on Monday.” (just like Bailey said.)

And he was like, “Can’t you get ahold of him over the weekend?!?!? It is only Wednesday.” and I said, “No, sir, it is Thursday.”

And He was like, “FINE. It’s THURSDAY.”

So I told him to call again on Monday.
I honestly hope he calls on Monday so Mr. Mike can tell him to never come back. Mom suggested giving him a lollipop and I told her no, because he would have chucked it at someone’s head because he was so mad. 😛
So. That makes four people that I have met at work that I do not like and wish to never see or talk to again. Only four out of the hundreds of people I have come in contact with.
Even though there are colorful people like him every once and awhile, I honestly love my job so much. I love that I have to be happy all the time and that no question is a stupid question. I love that Mrs. Jenny and Bailey have my back and that they’re ready to tell someone to leave if they’re being really rude or disrespectful. I love that Mrs. Jenny instigates her philosophy of cutting out all the negative, ugly people in her life. I love that they’re concerned about my heart and my feelings and make it a point to protect me if they have to. I am so very blessed to have this job and to work with amazing people.