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 …

 

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 from Ruth Bell Graham

By Ruth Bell Graham On this Memorial Day, we reflect on all those who gave their lives serving their country with this touching poem from Sitting by My Laughing Fire which was written by Ruth for the wives and families of those Missing in Action.   Death — death can be faced, dealt with, adjusted to, …