No Ordinary Sheep – a poem by Ruth Bell Graham

Ruth Bell Graham from Sitting by My Laughing Fire   Those were no ordinary sheep* no common flocks, huddled in sleep among the fields, the layered rocks, near Bethlehem That Night; but those selected for the Temple sacrifice: theirs to atone for sins they had not done.   How right the angels should appear to …

 

10 Graham Family Christmas Traditions

Christmas traditions are carried from each generation to the next. As we count down the days until Dec. 25, we take a look at some of the customs the Billy and Ruth have shared in countless stories throughout the years as their favorite Christmas traditions

 

10 Graham Family Christmas Traditions

Christmas traditions are carried from each generation to the next. As we count down the days until Dec. 25, we take a look at some of the customs the Billy and Ruth have shared in countless stories throughout the years as their favorite Christmas traditions

 

A Poem by Ruth Bell Graham

“The Growing Darkness Closes In” A poem by Ruth Bell Graham from “Sitting by My Laughing Fire”

A Poem by Ruth Bell Graham – Mother’s Together

As children across the country enter a new year of school, we take the time to look at one of Ruth’s prayers about watching her daughter, Virginia, grow into a young mother herself.   May your moments with your children be full and blessed.   It seems but yesterday you lay new in my arms. …