Easter has always been an emotional time for me—deeply reflective, stirring, and full of awe. But since becoming a mother, the significance of this season has taken on an entirely new weight.

Every time I try to imagine what it would mean to give the life of one of my children for the betterment of others, my heart fails me. I crumble at the very thought. I simply can’t fathom it. The idea feels so unnatural, so impossible, that I can’t even begin to place myself in that space. Equally unfathomable is the thought of giving my own life at the directive of one of my parents. Everything in me resists the idea.

And yet—this is the crux of the Easter story. These two acts—God the Father giving His only Son, and Jesus the Son willingly laying down His life—are not just religious history. They are divine realities that speak volumes about the relationship between the Father and the Son. A relationship marked by trust that surpasses all understanding. A bond anchored in complete and total commitment to a redemptive plan, no matter the cost.

Spring—a time of new beginnings and fresh hope—is one of my favorite seasons. As the days grow longer, vibrant green shoots emerge from the dark earth, and the scent of rain fills the air, proclaiming God’s goodness. Budding flowers remind us that beauty is about to bloom once again.

The month of February celebrates romantic love, but it’s also a chance to reflect on the greatest love of all—God’s love. Not only His love for us, but our love for Him and for others. This is talked about by Jesus in Mark 12 and exemplified by Ruth in the Biblical book by her name.

Welcome to the first post on Walking as Ruth! Today, we’re delving into a story of faith, resilience, and embracing the unknown. Ruth’s journey, though thousands of years old, offers timeless lessons for navigating change and uncertainty in our own lives.