There’s a kind of grace that doesn’t rescue you from hardship but walks with you through it. It’s the grace that sustained Ruth, a widow, a foreigner, a woman with no guarantees except a quiet faith that refused to die. When everything familiar is gone Ruth’s story begins with loss. A husband is buried. A homeland left behind. A mother-in-law consumed with grief. Nothing about her life looked promising, yet in that emptiness, grace whispered, “Go on.” That’s the first mark of