“True Cover” available for Free for kindle on Amazom.com

11/28/2012 through 11/30/2012 my Christian Romantic Suspense Novel, “True Cover”, will be free for Kindle on Amazon.com



Book Description:

In a matter of 24 hours, Sarah Masters lost everything that was important to her – her job, her friends, her house.  Now a madman is hunting her down to kill her, and the only ones stopping him are the FBI Agents who have pledged to keep her safe.  But in the process of protecting her, these FBI Agents touch Sarah’s life in a way she never expected as they cause her question her relationship with God and His plan for her future.



Sam Morgan is the FBI Agent tasked with the job of keeping Sarah safe.  He and his team fight to keep Sarah alive – and in the process, all of their lives are changed in ways they never expected.


Here is what readers have had to say about it:

“This book is a must read. It is the third book by author Ruth Kyser, and by far my favorite. Even though this is the first time Mrs. Kyser has written in this genre, True Cover is full of suspense and intrigue and she has developed an excellent story line. It is definitely a page turner and very hard to put down. I look forward to the next book this author has to offer.”

“Very enjoyable and I look for a part 2 someday maybe! Good job Ruth. a lot of time and thought goes into your books. God is saying Thank You and Amen!”







Our legacy….

“…we spend our years as a tale that is told.”   Psalms 90:9

Researching my family history has long been a hobby of mine.  I enjoy digging through old census records, birth and death records, obituaries, and church records – always hoping to find that next tidbit of information that will lead me to the next piece of the humongous puzzle that is my past.  I rarely find anything about distant past family members that resembles a true story of what their life was like.  What I find instead are facts and figures.  Obviously, they don’t tell the real tale of what it was like for them, nor their daily lives’ events.  My imagination can usually fill in the blanks with stories of how it must have been, but  of course my ideas might not be anywhere close to what their life was like.

What I do know is that my ancestors were actively involved in churches.  At one time, churches and schools were about the only social life/entertainment these people had.  I’d like to think though that for my ancestors, it was more than that.  I hope that in their case, they were there because of their beliefs.  My grandparents on both sides were Baptist; but WAY back, I have also found members of the Dunkards or Anabaptist faith.  I’m sure farther back there are also Lutherans and Catholics.

However, this information I’ve been able to find still doesn’t give me a true picture of what my great-great-great grandparents (and so on) were really like.  I’ve often thought it is a shame that someone back then didn’t take the time to leave their story – written down – for those of us who would follow.  Perhaps they never even thought about those of us who would come in the future.

Which brings me to the point of this particular posting.

What am I leaving behind as my legacy to my descendants?  Will they know I was a Christian and how important my faith was to me?  I hope so.  I pray that something I have done on this earth will echo down through the years to let my descendants know – without a shadow of a doubt – that Jesus loves them and has a plan for their life.

Obviously I will not be here forever, but I have left something of myself behind when I go.  When I leave this earth, my children and my grandchildren will remain.  My daily prayer for them is to find the Lord’s will for their lives and to trust HIM implicitly for guidance.  I pray I have shown them God’s love through my love for them and that I have pointed them toward the Truth of God’s Word.

The only other thing I have accomplished in this world that I pray is long-lasting is my writing.  I believe my writing reflects my beliefs in ways I find difficult to express in other ways, and hopefully – someday when I am gone – I pray my books will still tell the ‘tale’ of my life.

What tale is your life telling?




Out of this world….

“And be not conformed to this world; but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God.” – Romans 12:2

Sometimes I don’t really feel like I belong in this world I live in.

The Amish take this verse in Romans literally by separating themselves in dress and every day living from the rest of us.  No, I’m not going to become Amish!  But I do think that we as Christians sometimes need to remember that this Earth – this big globe we are currently living on — is not our home.

Someday (someday soon, please Lord), we Christians believe we will go to join our Lord and Savior in heaven.  That is where we really belong and that is why we don’t really fit in here on Earth.

I’m sorry to say we have become a minority in this world we live in – and that is sad.  We need to continue to preach the Gospel and continue to spread the Good News so that others may learn the truth.  It is such a simple truth – that God loves them and cares about them.  That He loved them enough to send His son, Jesus, to die on a cross for their sins.  Sometimes it’s just too simple for people to grasp.  But we have to keep trying. 

Because someday, God is coming back for us.  And I for one want to be able to stand in front of Him and know I did the very best I could.


“Therefore, my beloved brethren, be ye stedfast, unmoveable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, forasmuch as ye know that your labour is not in vain in the Lord.”  I Corinthians 15:58


Election day and our liberty….

But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should show forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvellous light:” – I Peter 2:9

I remember very clearly the first time I voted for a president in a national election.  I was 18 years old (No — we won’t discuss how many years ago that was…) and had just graduated from high school with lofty thoughts of being the generation to change the world.  Back then we voted in a small one room wood-framed building used as the township hall.  We did have voting machines, believe it or not.  It wasn’t until four years later when my husband and I lived in another even smaller township that I first voted on a paper ballot.

Each time I vote, I’m reminded of what a privilege it is.   My ancestors fought in many wars down through the centuries – beginning with the Revolutionary War – for that privilege, and I do not take it for granted – especially being a woman.  Women were not eligible to vote until August 26, 1920, when the 19th Amendment to the U.S. Constitution became law.  That allowed them to vote that upcoming fall in the Presidential election.  I just realized my grandmother would have been 33 years old before she was able to vote for the first time.  I wish she were still alive so I could ask her what it felt like to be one of the first women to  do so!

Voting is a privilege, and that is why I am so concerned with who and what I vote for.  I know.  I’m only one person – my vote can’t count for much, right?  But it is my chance to voice my opinion, and I will not relinquish that opportunity.  In today’s world we get few chances to let our thoughts be heard.  So come election day, I will be waiting in line for my turn to go behind that curtain and flip the lever for the candidate of my choice.  I will be voting my conscious and my beliefs as I believe it is my duty to do so as a Christian.

I encourage you all to do the same!


“Submit yourselves to every ordinance of man for the Lord’s sake’ whether it be to the king as supreme; or unto governors, as unto them that are sent by him for the punishment of evildoers, and for the praise of them that do well.

For so is the will of God, that with well doing ye may put to silence the ignorance of foolish men; As free, and not using your liberty for a cloke of maliciousness, but as the servants of God.”   — I Peter 2:13-16