I take a mental picture of the young ladies crowding my kitchen. It’s just after Bible study, and they’re scarfing down spinach dip, meatballs, pretzels. To me, girls seem prettier—more authentic, maybe—when boys aren’t around. They laugh more heartily, the kind with snorts and Sprite spewing out of noses. They talk freely about work and school and parents and plans. There are suffocating hugs, sometimes honest tears. And God talk. Always plenty of that.
Tonight they’re chattin’ about Boaz, the Mr. McDreamy of Bible characters. He has it going on in Ruth’s eyes and ours. When he first appears in that chapter two barley field, we like him. We like him, like him, if you know what I mean. But we’ve got no chance with our man Bo—His heart is set on Ruth (Plus, it’s important to note he’s three thousand years dead.)
We like his style, though, and wonder if there’s a modern-day Boaz for every young woman. Surely there’s one—just one, Lord!—who’ll take notice of a tender heart and protect it for a lifetime. In the dangerous barley fields of love, there must be a happily ever after. Right?
So I ask the ladies in my kitchen: “What does Ruth teach you about Godly male/female relationships? What do you want and need in your very own Bo beau?” Soon, between refills of Sprite and crunches of pretzels, some pretty amazing truths fill the room.
Morgan: “I can’t help noticing that Ruth’s reputation preceded her. Boaz heard all about the new girl in town, and he liked what he heard. This makes me think about the name I’m building for myself.”
Beth: “Maybe looks don’t matter so much. In my mind, Ruth is beautiful and Boaz is fine! But scripture never says this. What I’m seeing are their hearts.”
Claire: “It’s nice to see what attracts a Godly guy. Ruth works hard and takes care of others. Boaz sees that she’s unselfish and grateful. And that she honors God. Guys with the same traits notice.”
Kelsey: “Boaz is a true gentleman. It is so hard today to find a guy with honor. The second he meets Ruth, he has no idea who she is or where she comes from, but it doesn’t matter. He protects and provides for her.”
Dee: “The man pursued, not the woman. She didn’t go to that field looking for a husband! But Boaz asks about Ruth. He makes her feel loved and wanted in a strange city. Any girl can agree that feeling loved and welcomed is VERY important!”
Sophia: “Boaz is reliable. He takes care of Ruth’s needs before she even asks. And later on, Boaz doesn’t sit around and wait when there’s a problem. Instead, he finds out everything he can in anticipation of solving it. Then he takes care of it, period.”
They chat a bit more, these Baby Ruths of mine, deciding that the best strategy for snagging a Boaz is to stop obsessing about him. 🙂 Maybe the point is to chill about the guy and focus on the Father. Then the plan—whatever it is, however it unfolds—will be God’s timing, God’s man.
And just like that, all’s quiet in the kitchen. Satisfied stomachs and peaceful spirits gather their things. As they head out the door, one lingers behind and hugs me tightly. In my ear is a whisper of hope: “From now on, Mrs. Ava, God is my Boaz! He pursues me, loves me, and takes good care of me. And we’ll always be together.”
Amen, Baby Ruth. Amen.
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