Shes been called home
A mother a grandmother a great grandmother
Shes been cleanse of all the pain
The sky has gained a bright star
A light like no other
She was the oldest and some may say the wisest
She took care of all she loved
An angel like no other
With a pressence no one will ever forget
Kind hearted and gracious
She showed so much strength so much resillance
A hero to all we will never forget you
We all will cherish everything you brought to the table
The christmas memories and every memory in between
Run wild run free like the westerns you enjoyed so much
Take care and we will see you again
With Love we will miss you Ruth Grasby.
"I could've had Elimelech's land,
If not for Ruth the Moabitess' hand.
Elimelech's land has much potential,
But taking a flawed wife was essential.
With the land, I would come out ahead.
With Ruth, I'd ruin my future instead.
So, I let Boaz redeem both of them.
I'm happy to pass this burden to him."
"I use what's flawed to bring blessing.
Ruth's faith in Me allows possessing,
Promises shunned by 'what's-his-name',
Are eternal blessings only faith can claim.
Myopic faith is not really faith at all!
My promises extend far beyond the eyeball.
Ruth and Boaz became channels of blessing,
The Davidic line keeps on progressing!
Their faith goes beyond the immediate story,
It will echo forever in eternal glory,
But 'what's-his-name' will not be celebrated,
His faithless story is forever truncated."
I lied, never told you the truth—
I never loved you,
my beloved Ruth.
Forgive me, if it's possible,
for the things I did impossible.
Cold blood, so bold,
seeping through my veins.
If I could hold
you, and ease your pains.
Though I'm not sane,
and sound mostly insane,
I can be the wisest—
to hold you the tightest.
I can't promise to fix
what's broken inside,
gloomy guilt and shame mix,
picking up the pieces, sitting beside.
Hoping for the best,
for you—releasing the rest.
Go, live your life,
be somebody else's wife.
You deserve someone who
would give the world to you.
Forgive me, I couldn't be
the one to see
the love, the proof, the truth
in your eyes, my lovely Ruth.
In a garden where the sun would rise,
There bloomed a rose with gentle eyes,
Her petals soft, a crimson thrill,
She was Ruth, the rose that blushes still.
Her color bright, a fervent red,
With every dawn, her beauty spread,
Though time would pass and seasons sway,
Her blush remained, as night turned day.
The winds would blow, the rains would fall,
Yet Ruth stood proud, defying all,
Her fragrance sweet, a lingering grace,
A timeless charm, no years could erase.
And though the world around her changed,
Her tender hue was not estranged,
For in her heart, a love so pure,
Kept her blushing, forever sure.
So in that garden, she remains,
A rose untouched by time’s refrains,
A symbol of a steadfast will,
Dear Ruth, the rose that blushes still.
I am called Ruth, Ruth was my first
since then I have been hailed and cursed
by other names. This one is couth;
Ruth was my first, I am called Ruth.
The name means love, it's biblical
like the Ruth therein - merciful.
Never letting push come to shove,
it's biblical; the name means love.
I'm not ruthless, I forgive flaws,
straightforward, I want no applause,
precluding guile, daring kindness,
I forgive flaws, I'n not ruthless.
I have a hope in this brief life
to live my name in joy, in strife,
to show God's love, to help folks cope.
In this brief life, I have a hope.
Talk to me
Set your thoughts free
Find in me your peace
Know I am discreet
Show me your beliefs
Stand on them indeed
Like holy book we read
Boaz your Ruth is unique
Piercing heart so deep
And all fears do cease
Creating a beautiful unity
Faithful and filled with glee
Planted like green seed
Romantic and beautiful sweet
Feelings that never leave
Healing so much indeed
Smiles that never leave
Wild like fuchsia fantasy
Following loves true lead
Making so happy
Rain poured the night before
Reviving cobblestone
Ribbons round tambourine
Rollick, she kept ringing
Response of the peasants
Remarkable impact.
Ray of blush on her face
9/2/2023
May we be blessed to acknowledge all the wonders in our life
that have, for us, thus far accrued…
and to begin each day with a word of thanks…
and thoughts of gratitude.
Today I’m thankful for baseball
and the wisdom of Babe Ruth…
(Many old-timers will remember his name)
He said, ‘never let the fear of striking out
keep you from playing the game.’
I love my mother-in-law,
I admire her way of life,
I look at her God in awe,
Who’s led her through deaths and strife,
I followed her to her land,
Leaving my people behind,
My God had great blessings planned,
Family love, I did find,
Though I am a Moabite,
In the lineage of Christ,
I’ve found a place, such delight!
God’s Grace and Love have sufficed.
You need a Recording Diary
For grabbed answers to enquiry,
Diary for retrieving the truth
Hands in pocket for chatting with Ruth …
Heed not the size of your Diary,
It can long notes pack on Apiary:
Hives of bees now the idea of Ruth
Testing out some Managerial Truth
With a Diary business opens
Two hands in pocket nothing happens.
Always Diary for the asked question,
You can’t in mind keep all suggestions
Opinions won’t be favorable
Your bursting rebuff conceivable.
There are services Ruth can’t render
Because clearly she is quite tender
And you have no right of A Bender …
I mean, Ruth may try a News Vendor
Or your car wash only its fender
Or your shoes keep leaving with Mender
And in your kitchen with A Blender …
Never forget that Ruth is slender
And of The Feminine Gender.
She named her husband Ruth. He thought it was funny at first.
Her second husband was nicknamed Thomasina.
He left before the marriage was consummated.
You have to stop doing this her mother told her.
She nicknamed her mother spoil sport Dick.
Spoil Sport Dick disowned her.
I
Esther and Ruth
In God's Truth
The Bibles 66
Women author lacks
But these two
Esther and Ruth
But what Truth
About Savior-Redeemer
II
Boaz, Kinsman-Redeemer
Honored Great Provider
Hebrews left corners
Part harvest behind
As reapers wind
Their way, labor
No one beggar
Bible provided this
Ruth came: blessed
Boaz wed Ruth
Lineage: Obed, Jesse,
David through Jesus
Began with grain
Communion yet again!
Scripture, RUTH 2: 10
"Ruth fell at Boaz feet and thanked him warmly. 'What have I done to deserve such kindness?' she asked. 'I am only a foreigner.'"
Commentary/ Application: in Old Testament the kinsman can redeem a slave by paying if he has a family connection, per Hebrew law & custom. Jesus is the ultimate Kinsman-Redeemer, hallelujah. In USA, the kind acts of so many citizens to foreigners have blessed America again & again. I found kindness in Greece & UK, but USA excels in aiding 'aliens'. God bless America & all of us. Amen & amein
There was a store in Brooklyn selling
Food we’d often crave.
The owners were a couple
Known to all as Ruth and Dave.
On weekends I was sent there
Walking just a few short blocks
To buy bagels, cream cheese, whitefish
And some thin-sliced salty lox.
At times there was baked salmon
And if my mom had the urge,
On chocolate-covered jells
And graham crackers we would splurge.
It wasn’t every week we’d get
Those yummy foods to eat.
We knew a trip to Ruth and Dave’s
Was for a special treat.
So many years have passed I’m sure
That Ruth and Dave are dead,
But I can see them smiling,
She with braids piled on her head.
Never in the land of water and whir,
Had there ever lived such a mermaid pure.
Her scales were the loveliest of all the colors.
She was the envy of many mothers.
When we got to know her and saw her love
We knew she was graced with blessings above.
She had earned her colors, and she lived her truth.
She exuded peace and unity, our fair mermaid, Ruth.
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