The least I could do is go with her. To her home country, to Bethlehem. Her people shall be my people and her God shall be my God.
She advised me and Orpah to stay in Moab but what will happen to me here? I don’t care if Naomi won’t bear any more children. I don’t care if there’ll be no one else to continue the family line.
I shall die where she dies and I will be buried where she will be buried. I will serve her for the rest of my life. I will take care of her the way that she has taken care of me.
Oh. She is the Moabite. The daughter of Naomi who has returned here to Bethlehem after her husband and two sons died. So. She’s the one caring for the poor soul now, is she?
The owner of this field seems very kind. He gave me some roasted grain the other day. I ate till I was full, yet I still had some left over.
Naomi says he is one of our family redeemers. She gave me some strange advice earlier today. She said that it was time for her to find me a permanent home so that I will be provided for. And so…
We’ll see what will happen tonight. Her idea seems quite illogical, but I trust her with my whole heart.
But he just looked upon me fondly. And he made sure that I went home while it was still dark so that nobody would think anything bad of me.
He said that he will marry me. He said that he will redeem my family, Naomi’s family, the line of Perez. But there is a closer kin. Still, he said he will settle things with him and will let me know if that man will have me or if he’ll let Boaz take and marry me.
I hope he’ll let Boaz have me. Because…
Because I’m already beginning to fall in love him.
She’ll be mine soon. The elders at the gate have borne witness that the other redeemer has passed her on to me.
The elders have released their blessings.
Now I must go and tell Ruth and Naomi.
Based on the book of Ruth
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