Tuesday, October 07, 2014

Ruth and Naomi, Part III: Redemption and a Future- The Fruit of Hesed

This three-part talk was put together for the Fall 2014 retreat at Church of the Resurrection. Each of the three narratives was followed by testimonies from women in the church, and they came together to proclaim the Lord's faithfulness in suffering and pain. Sources included Paul Miller's  A Loving Life and Carolyn Custis James' The Gospel of Ruth: Loving God Enough to Break the Rules. Credit also to the women of Rez, my pastor, my parents, and my roommate for their input and critique.

When we last saw her, Naomi was beginning to see the firstfruits of the Lord’s hesed in the actions of Ruth and Boaz. And, having been reminded of his goodness, Naomi begins, once again, to anticipate his salvation and care, because he has not forsaken the living or the dead. Upon her discovery that Ruth has gleaned in the fields of Boaz, a kinsman, Naomi immediately realizes a hope in this, a potential for restoration of her family line and future. Yet once again, Naomi is silent. Not a stony, isolated silence like her early response to Ruth’s vow of hesed faithfulness to her, but a prudent, patient silence that is a response to a renewed experience of the Lord’s hesed. She doesn’t say anything of the plan to Ruth, but instead voices concern for Ruth. Ruth tells Naomi that Boaz has instructed her to stay with his young men until the harvest, and Naomi affirms that this is good, for it will keep Ruth away from danger in some other field, where she might be assaulted. Further, Naomi amends Boaz’s instructions, telling Ruth to glean with the young women, not the men as Boaz had instructed. Having received and seen the love and care of God in Ruth and Boaz, Naomi is awakened to thoughtful action and care in return, and she now offers up guidance and protection for Ruth, who obeys Naomi, staying close to the young women until the end of the harvest.
            And so Ruth gleans, and Boaz finishes the harvest. And Naomi waits. And, when the time of harvest, of fruitfulness, finally comes, the full redemption of Naomi, of Elimelech, and of Ruth also arrives. As the harvest draws to a close, Naomi reveals her plan to Ruth, and in its details we can see Naomi’s craft and circumspection. Picture, if you will, Naomi mulling over the details, considering all of the possibilities. She knows from his behavior that Boaz is a worthy man who has shown favor to Ruth, and what’s more, he’s a kinsman-redeemer, so surely he should be willing marry Ruth. But, how can an outcome of marriage be guaranteed? And, when is the best time to approach Boaz? How can she prevent public humiliation for Ruth if he does reject her? How can this opportunity be created without a public spectacle?  We already know how folks can talk in Bethlehem, with how quickly news of Naomi’s return and Ruth’s story has spread about town! And so, Naomi plans for success, knowing that at the end of the harvest, Boaz will have eaten and drunk himself full of good food and the sense of the work well done. She instructs Ruth to wash and anoint herself, to cover herself with a cloak and go at night so she can slip in unseen, to be sure that she identifies the right man, to uncover his feet and to lie down, and “he will tell you what to do.”
            All this, Naomi says to Ruth, is because she wants to seek rest for Ruth, that it may be well with her. And it is, indeed, a chance for that, but perhaps we are again troubled by Naomi’s ambiguity. Is her concern for Ruth’s wellbeing and rest, or for the redemption of her own line? Is Naomi expecting Boaz to chastely propose, then later marry Ruth, or is she hoping that Ruth would become pregnant, and, in the manner of Tamar, be able to shame Boaz’s reputation so that he acts as kinsman-redeemer? Is this bold, out-of-the box thinking that has anticipated and planned for all possible outcomes, or this a willingness to risk Ruth’s honor in order to take control, to trick Boaz and God into redeeming as they have said they would? Naomi, has, after all, begun again to see the the Lord has not forsaken her, but does she yet see him as actively pursuing his plan of redemption for his people? We don’t know her motives, but we do know that the Lord uses her plan, no matter how mixed her motives, to bring about redemption. Ruth listens and acts, and that Boaz calls her pursuit of him a greater kindness, because she has not gone after younger men.
            Ruth’s commitment to love Naomi shines throughout the rest of her story, uneclipsed even by Boaz’s eagerness to marry her and act as redeemer. For, in the cover of darkness, Ruth does all that Naomi instructed her to, taking all of the risks on herself. What if she were discovered? What might people think of her? What might Boaz think of her, when he finds her there, on the floor, by his uncovered feet? And yet, Ruth boldly and courageously goes, but just as she went to gleaning fields and asked for more than was allotted to a gleaner, here, too, she goes beyond the plan. She approaches Boaz in the dark, cloaked and cautious, as Naomi had instructed. She creeps in quietly, pulls the covers back from his feet, and lies down. And Boaz, startled from sleep and utterly confused to find a woman at his feet, asks in surprise,  “Who are you?” Ruth answers, “I am Ruth, your servant. Spread your wings over your servant, for you are a redeemer.” Don’t you just love how matter of fact and together she is? She knows who she is, and she knows what Boaz is called to be. Naomi’s sense had been that Boaz would take charge of the situation, but Ruth will not take that risk. Instead of waiting for him to tell her what to do, she boldly commands Boaz to be what he is called to be, for she would have him act righteously as a redeemer, and she would ensure for Naomi a hope and a future. Once again, her boldness to go beyond established boundaries, to risk humiliation or harm to herself, is deeply motivated by her intentional, persevering, and steadfast love to care for Naomi and rooted in her vision of a God who is faithful.
            You see, Ruth too, is an ambiguous character in this story. Not in the way of Naomi, where we see human complexity and the tension of faith and doubt in her responses and in her motives, but rather, as a character who not only displays her own individual story, but also functions as a glorious symbol of what we are called to be as human beings, as believers, as lovers of one another. She walks alongside Naomi, she weeps with her, she establishes a covenant of love and care with Naomi, even though it is utterly unrequited. She remains faithful when met with silence, and she looks for ways to care for Naomi even when they may present great risk to herself. She is assertive, calling others in the community to be what they are meant to be in order to care for the widow, the one who seems forsaken. She goes out of her way to creatively seek Naomi’s good and to bring her life, to present for her a vision of the faithfulness of Naomi’s God, under whose wings Ruth has also come to take refuge. From under the security of those wings, Ruth is able to say to Naomi, “I will stake my love on you, though it risk my life.”
            Many have read this book as a grand love story between Ruth and Boaz, emphasizing Boaz’s role as redeemer, seeing in him a picture of Christ. However, Ruth and Boaz both display hesed and function as redeemers. These images aren’t only a pointing to Christ, but also a call to each of us to act righteously as redeemers in community with one another. According to Paul Miller, “Of the fifty usages of the world redeemer in the Old Testament, eighteen refer to God redeeming and thirty-two refer to our redeeming one another” [1] Like Boaz and Ruth, we are called to act as what we are, redeemers of one another, people who step into each other’s lives and situations to bring healing, to set wrongs to right, and to live our lives in service to one another.
            Naomi’s suffering and her ambiguous responses often speak to where we are, and Ruth and Boaz provide for us a symbolic picture of how we ought to love one another well, at great risk to ourselves. We started this morning with a look at our unfulfilled desires and expectations, and the fallen reality that doesn’t match up. How can we make sense of that chasm? How do we respond to our own pain, to the grief of others? How does the love of God meet us in our despair, and how do we respond in the face of being ignored, devalued, and rejected by others when we try to love them well?
            I suggested this morning that we often try to make sense of this through self-loathing or by simply striving to close the gap. When these attempts fail, or the pain persists, we might take refuge in self-pity, bitterness, cynicism and mockery, or just withdrawal. We move away from God, we retell our stories so that he is the enemy, and we make others our enemies as well. In these places of refuge, we find barrenness, isolation, and death for our souls, like Naomi and Elimelech trying to find food by leaving Bethlehem, “the house of Bread.” Instead of turning away from God in times of famine, we are called to turn towards the Lord, to take refuge in the shelter of his wings. Let me be clear-- this doesn’t mean ignoring the reality of your pain. If God presents himself as a refuge, there is something to hide from, there is that in which we need comfort, protection, healing, and care. Don’t deny the grief, or insist that your job is to pull yourself together and just stop being sad or hurt. Direct your lament toward God, cry out to him, and move towards him. Bring him your grief, and continue to love and obey him. Take refuge under the shelter of his wings. He will deal in hesed with you. The fruit of this hesed, however, is not that he will meet your expectations or align reality to them. He may radically alter your expectations; he may even take more away from you in order to draw you closer to himself. But know this: his love will always exceed your expectations. And his love always bears fruit.
Resting in the refuge of his wings is the point of security from which we are made capable to die to ourselves and love others. From this vantage point, we are able, like Ruth and Boaz, to see truly. It transforms our vision of others, our speech, and our actions. Rather than seeing our friend as too bitter or cynical to be redeemed, we see her as one to come alongside and love. From under his wings, we are able to speak blessing to others rather than mockery, praise in the Lord’s faithfulness rather than accusations of his hatred or unfairness. We are freed from hopeless inaction and enabled for courageous intervention. We are released from withdrawal and self-protection and equipped to empathetically and actively move towards other people. Both our suffering and our refuge equip us to do hesed with one another.
Ruth can love Naomi well because she knows the faithfulness of God, AND because she knows sadness and loss as well. Nicholas Wolterstorff, an author and professor at Calvin College, once asked a professor of obstetrics what advice he gave to his students, who were preparing to be doctors and nurses working with mothers whose babies had been stillborn. The professor responded, “I tell them they need two eyes. One eye is not enough; they need two eyes. With one, they have to check the I.V., with the other, they have to weep.[2]
The story of Ruth and Naomi tells us how to weep with one another, and how to continue in faithfulness and hope, fighting for redemption and healing. And yet, this story is no mere fable, ending with a moral, and no mere fairytale, ending with a wedding and a vague description of everyone living happily ever after. Like all stories that resonate with truth and beauty, it points toward the great gospel story.
After the wedding, we are brought back to Naomi. Ruth and Boaz have married, and Ruth has a son. Yet, we find this boy in Naomi’s lap, nursed and cared for by her, bringing delight and life to her in her old age. Surely, Ruth and Naomi were delighted at the outcome of their story, at the birth of a son, at a renewal of hope and life in Naomi’s old age and their shared situational hopelessness. The long years of grief, of waiting, of hunger were met with joy, arrival, and fulfillment. And yet, on another level, they had no idea what the Lord was really doing, no awareness that they saw only a small piece of the glory of his redemption. Ruth had no guarantee that her faithfulness to Naomi would mean that the women of Bethlehem would declare that “A son has been born to Naomi,” and certainly no inkling that it would result, many years later, in a heavenly host declaring that “Unto you is born this day in the city of David, a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.”[3]
            But we must look even deeper. Ruth is indeed a historical part of the story of redemption, and she is also a character in a story who models for us what our redemptive love for one another should look like. And yet, she is also an image, a symbol of one far greater, who transcends the human activity of redemptive love, for she takes her son, her only son, whom she loves, and gives him up, in order to recall Naomi from death to life and to give her an eternal name. It is the women in town who recognize the greatness of this act, and they declare, “Blessed be the LORD, who has not left you this day without a redeemer, and may his name be renowned in Israel! He shall be to you a restorer of life and a nourisher of your old age, for your daughter-in-law who loves you, who is more to you than seven sons, has given birth to him.” [4]
It is the nature of hesed to be fruitful, to produce life out of sacrificial death to self. Ruth’s love points ultimately to the love of the Father, who refuses to leave us in the wilderness, who weeps with us in our suffering, who brings others into our lives to remind us that we are not forsaken, and who binds himself to us in covenant faithfulness. He moves towards us in our stony silences, he acts faithfully even in our mixed motives. But his redemption also encompasses the Incarnation, for he gave up his Son, his only Son, whom he loved, in order to recall us from death to life and to give us an eternal name. He died that we might live, and we realize that true hesed always contains death, and always leads to resurrection.
I said in the first talk that stories are one sign that God is good. Ruth’s story, Naomi’s story, the stories and testimonies you have heard from women here, the stories you may share with others-- these all help us see more clearly. Stories incarnate truth, giving us images and deepening our vision of the world. Stories show rather than tell an answer. We are given, in Ruth, an image of how to respond to our own pain and to the grief of others. She presents for us an example of what it is to see beyond our experience of reality and instead to see God. She sees beyond Naomi to Naomi’s God, and this security frees her to love without fear. During her life, she never gets to see the whole picture, but her life lived out of a vision of God tells a story that spans the testaments and reaches into our own stories. Her love for Naomi creates a path for the birth of the Messiah. Ruth’s love is a picture of the tender love of the Father, the self-sacrifice of the Son, and the comfort of the Holy Spirit. If you cannot right now see the hope and the Lord’s hesed in your own life, can you see it in this story? in the stories told today? in the love of others for you? Can you see it in the Incarnation? Can you see it on the Cross, where Jesus spread out his arms that they might be pierced, bringing him to death that we might live? These are the wings in which you are invited to find refuge.
Ruth’s great-grandson heard these stories, too, and wrote many songs full of similar truths. I’ll close with what David writes in Psalm 61. Listen for his God-oriented lament, his vision of who God is, how this vision transforms him to fulfill his vows, and how he looks forward to the eternal steadfast love of King Jesus:
Hear my cry, O God, listen to my prayer;
from the end of the earth I call to you when my heart is faint.
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I,
for you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the enemy.
Let me dwell in your tent forever!
Let me take refuge in the shelter of your wings!
For you, O God, have heard my vows;
you have given me the heritage of those who fear your name.
Prolong the life of the king;
may his years endure to all generations!
May he be enthroned forever before God;
appoint steadfast love (hesed) and faithfulness to watch over him!
So will I sing praises to your name,
as I perform my vows day after day.






[1] In A Loving Life, p. 115.
[2] Wolterstorff 253-254, Educating for Life.
[3] Luke 2:11
[4] Ruth 4:15

Ruth and Naomi, Part II: Hesed in Relationships

This three-part talk was put together for the Fall 2014 retreat at Church of the Resurrection. Each of the three narratives was followed by testimonies from women in the church, and they came together to proclaim the Lord's faithfulness in suffering and pain. Sources included Paul Miller's  A Loving Life and Carolyn Custis James' The Gospel of Ruth: Loving God Enough to Break the Rules. Credit also to the women of Rez, my pastor, my parents, and my roommate for their input and critique.

            We left Naomi a widow with no future, expressing on one hand hesed for Ruth and Orpah while on the other despair against God for her own situation. She pushes Ruth and Orpah away from herself, attempting to protect them from the desolation that is her life. And it is here that we see the first glimpses of glory. Even though Naomi’s despair has overtaken her ability to see God clearly and to love Ruth well,  Ruth will not leave Naomi. Though a Moabite, Ruth’s response to Naomi’s rejection indicates a deep and profound faith in the God of Israel, for her she names him as her judge should she betray her word. There is no “good reason” for Ruth to follow Naomi’s God, yet her faith persists in spite of all evidence to the contrary. We may not understand how this was possible, but we do know that Ruth’s response to Naomi echoes God’s own covenant with Abraham as a binding relationship of faithfulness. She turns toward the God of Israel, attaching herself to his faithfulness, and this equips her to declare and embody that same faithfulness to another. Having bound herself to the God of Israel, she binds herself to Naomi, even-- or especially-- in a circumstance of utter suffering. In doing so, Ruth takes on a new identity, aligning herself with Israel, with the bigger picture of God’s relationship with his people, transcending the particular evidence of the bitter, despairing woman before her. It is an utterly unequal commitment, for Ruth insists on pledging her faithfulness to Naomi as a response to Naomi’s rejection of her as daughter, person, and even soul, for Naomi, if you remember, had told Ruth to return to her gods, to a life of faithless paganism. Not only bold and profound, Ruth’s vow reveals the intentionality and beauty of hesed, for it frames her act of love with artful beauty, a poem that reveals the purposeful nature of her declaration. In response to rejection, Ruth declares to Naomi,
“Do not urge me to leave you or to return from following you.
For where you go I will go,
and where you lodge I will lodge.
Your people shall be my people,
and your God my God.
Where you die I will die,
there will I be buried.
May the Lord do so to me and more also
if anything but death parts me from you.”
Ruth binds herself to Naomi, to both her going and her lodging, and ultimately, to death. There are no other facets of life; Ruth’s vow is all encompassing, and, given Naomi’s situation, it is something binding herself to death itself. Further, Ruth was “determined to go with her,” which carries a sense of strength and throwing energy into something. Ruth beautifully and intentionally throws herself towards death. This is hesed.
            We who hear it are perhaps overcome by the power of Ruth’s vow, but Naomi stood as the recipient of this great vow and simply “said no more.” She yielded to the determined assertiveness of Ruth’s love, but there was not yet any comfort or healing in it. And so, the two women go on together, toward Israel, toward the God of Naomi’s forefathers, toward Bethlehem, the “house of bread.” Imagine the buzz, the whispers as these two widows enter the city gates. The women see Naomi, their long-lost friend from ten years ago, but she’s different. Where is her husband? Her sons? Where is her joy, for she looks worn and weary, and her step is heavy. And who’s this woman with her? They murmur to each other, “Is this Naomi?” We’ve already heard some about Naomi’s response, that she declares her new identity to be “Mara, for the Almighty has dealt very bitterly with me. I went away full, and the Lord has brought me back empty.” But imagine, now, if you will, what this must have been like for Ruth. Ruth has left her home, her family, and everything she has ever known to knit herself in steadfast love to Naomi, and Naomi’s response has been silence and now a declaration to Ruth’s new community that Ruth is nothing, that with Ruth at her side, Naomi is still empty. We know Ruth has courage, should she not have used it at this moment to leave, recognizing that her love is considered worthless? We know Ruth has a voice and the ability to speak with purpose and strength, shouldn’t she speak up for herself and call Naomi out for her blindness, her unkindness in this moment? Ruth has offered her life, and Naomi has called it nothing. How does hesed love respond in the face of being ignored, devalued, and rejected?
            Hesed persists in sowing even when there seems to be no sign or hope of fruit. In the face of rejection, hesed still turns toward the other and towards hope, seeking ways to bless, to bring life and redemption. And so Ruth says to Naomi, “let me go to the field and glean among the ears of grain after him in whose sight I shall find favor.” You see, Ruth has been watching. She has figured out the customs and provisions of her new home, and she has discerned a way that she can provide food for Naomi and herself. Somehow, this Moabite foreigner knows more of Naomi’s God than Naomi does. She looks at her experience, at the life given to her, and she sees it as full of signs of his faithfulness rather than her own forsakenness. God had commanded his people not to harvest to the edges of the fields nor to pick up the gleanings, but to leave them for the needy and the stranger to gather once the reapers had left the fields. Ruth turns toward this provision, knowing that even this law is a path through which God shows his love, his concern for the poor, the outcast, the widowed, the stranger, the forsaken. This work is no shame, but a way in which the wings of the Lord stretch out over her, providing refuge. And from this place of refuge, she can find a means to love Naomi.
Imagine, if you will, all of the other ways this could have gone. This is Naomi’s home, she knew of the gleaning laws and could have turned toward this legal provision. She could have asked around for safe fields for them to glean in, could have at least offered to come along. But Naomi is still silent in her despair. Without guidance or care from Naomi, Ruth seeks a way to care for Naomi’s life. This is how Ruth responds to Naomi’s rejection: she puts hesed into action.  Ruth does not vent or nurse self-pity or silently resent Naomi, but she continues to move towards her in love-- love that issues in practical, fruitful action.
So Ruth goes to glean in the fields of Boaz. Her only friend in the world sits at home, despairing, silent, and unhelpful, but Ruth sets out to work. Surely, she was afraid. A foreigner, she would be an object of speculation, and as a single woman, she would have been vulnerable. Other gleaners might push her away from their territory; men harvesting might have harassed or even raped her. Even with these great risks, there’s no guarantee she’ll be successful. Although God had clearly established the gleaning laws, a stingy overseer could push these guidelines, leaving very little behind, so that a woman like Ruth might spend the whole day hard at work, but still go home with barely enough to eat. You’d think her goal would be to keep her head down, stay as little noticed as possible, and try to scrounge up at least enough to keep herself and Naomi alive for another day.
But that low aim is not sufficient for a doer of hesed.  Ruth refuses to accept the boundaries. She boldly approaches the man in charge because she wants to not just glean from what’s left over, but “gather among the sheaves behind the reapers.” Courageously, and almost brashly, Ruth asks far more than was customarily permitted to gleaners, determined to gather enough food. All that long day, a stranger in the land, she worked with only a short rest, and her persistence was such that the workers themselves, professional harvesters, noticed her labor.
We’re told that Ruth had “happened to come” to this particular field, but by now we know that all things are full of signs of the faithfulness of the Lord, of his provision. This is, after all, the field of a Boaz, a worthy man. When Boaz arrives to check in on the harvesters, he doesn’t greet his workers as we might expect. Instead, he calls out to them, “The Lord be with you!” and they answered, “The Lord bless you!” Even this humble work is a gathering of God’s people, a place where his blessing might be found. Ruth set out that morning to work in a field, but never did she imagine that she was ultimately finding rest in a sanctuary. The Lord is here, and he is working. 
But just as Ruth may have feared, she has been noticed as a stranger among those who belong. Her story has been quite the talk of the town, and Boaz realizes that this woman in his field is the infamous Moabitess. He tells her, “All that you have done for your mother-in-law since the death of your husband has been fully told to me, and how you left your father and mother and your native land and came to a people that you did not know before.” Her hesed faithfulness to Naomi has become her story, her identity, the reputation that precedes her. Ruth’s radical, self-sacrificial behavior can only have one source, and Boaz names it and blesses her, “The Lord repay you for what you have done, and a full reward be given you by the Lord, the God of Israel, under whose wings you have come to take refuge!” Like Ruth, Boaz is one who sees rightly. This foreigner, this widow, this one who pours herself out for the good of another, is one who is in the Lord, who rests in his faithfulness, who abides in his steadfast love.
            Surely Ruth was grateful for the blessing, for the care Boaz extended to her, but her concern is not repayment and reward for herself. Under the wings and care of the Lord, she extends this gracious care to others. Her work, after all, has not been to curry favor with Boaz, to seek advancement or blessing, but to feed her mother-in-law, to whom she has bound herself in faithful love. Naomi has been waiting at home all day, likely hungry and worried, perhaps wondering if another hope would be dashed, that Ruth might not succeed, might barely bring home enough, or might have been harmed. With what anticipation of Naomi’s surprise must Ruth have hurried home that evening! She opens the door and presents her gift to Naomi: 29 pounds of grain she had gleaned as well as the leftovers of roasted grain from the lunch shared with Boaz. Old Babylonian records suggest that a male worker’s wages for a day were 1 to 2 pounds of grain; Ruth walks in with two weeks worth of wages and a cooked meal.
Stunned, Naomi stirs to life and begins peppering Ruth with questions, “Where did you glean today? Where did you work? May he who took notice of you be blessed!” As she always does, Naomi is looking for a source-- just as she saw God as the source of her despair, in this too, she looks deeper and knows that someone must be responsible. Things, whether evil or good, do not simply happen. And, having learned that the man was Boaz, Naomi continues to dig. After all, why would a man like Boaz- prosperous, ostensibly powerful, and with a great work of the harvest to do-- take time out of his schedule to ask after the wellbeing of his gleaners? Not only does he take the time, at potential financial risk to himself, but Boaz has risked humiliation and shame-- what might his workers have thought of a man who would take the time to talk to a poor, dirty, sweaty, widowed foreigner? How can he eat with those who are less than him? You can almost hear what they might have grumbled to each other, “What will Boaz be doing next-- dining with tax collectors?”
As Ruth tells her of Boaz’s care and blessing, Naomi, surrounded by a story of God’s love and provision for her and evidence of his desire to feed her, speaks words of life and blessing, “May he be blessed by the Lord, whose kindness-- whose hesed-- has not forsaken the living or the dead!” Though silent before Ruth’s earlier vow of hesed love, Naomi is finally moved to praise because of this tangible evidence of care for her physical well-being. Ruth’s promises have become hours of labor, and her words of life and relationship have become bread-- feeding Naomi’s body and soul. Naomi voices a return to hope, to blessing, to resting on the promises of God because she has been surrounded by people who have displayed his hesed to her. She has seen the goodness of her God in the loving words and faithful action of Ruth, in the integrity and hospitality of Boaz, and she can now see how God himself is at work through these people, through his laws, and through the fruitfulness of the land itself. Naomi, the woman who had been left without, who sought to be called Mara, who had come back empty, begins to see again the hesed of the Lord through the hesed of those who are rooted in him.

Ruth and Naomi, Part I: The Gap Between Expectations and Reality

This three-part talk was put together for the Fall 2014 retreat at Church of the Resurrection. Each of the three narratives was followed by testimonies from women in the church, and they came together to proclaim the Lord's faithfulness in suffering and pain. Sources included Paul Miller's  A Loving Life and Carolyn Custis James' The Gospel of Ruth: Loving God Enough to Break the Rules. Credit also to the women of Rez, my pastor, my parents, and my roommate for their input and critique.

We are all born with expectations and are raised into them. In our families, the stories of our parents-- their lives, their goals, their dreams-- shape the kind of people we expect to be. In our communities and churches, we learn what adulthood looks like, so we expect those things in our future. Consciously or unconsciously, something pervades our cultural experience and shapes our expectations: Surely our bodies will be healthy and strong; how could it be otherwise? Some day, I’ll buy my own house with a yard, or a charming flat in the city. I’ll be admitted to a certain college or law school, get an internship that will lead to the kind of job I’ve wanted. I’ll travel the world and have grand adventures. My future holds a husband, or a PhD, or both. My parents will grow old together, and die peacefully in their sleep. Or perhaps fruitfulness: healthy children with fat cheeks and good grades; ministry work that reaches into the local community, or activist work that fights injustice and brings hope to the poor.  There will be rich friendships that provide laughter and comfort and likemindedness. After all, God is good, and I’ve been faithful, and I’ve put in time and effort and patience-- but mostly, God is good! Isn’t he?
What happens when reality doesn’t meet the expectations we had? How do we respond to the chasm between the expectations we had and the reality we find ourselves living? How we make sense of it? One response is often self-loathing, which masquerades as humility, and can be justified by a seemingly righteous focus on our creatureliness and depravity. We conclude that our expectations and hopes and dreams were the problem, that to desire such things is a sinful act of pride or selfishness. After all, aren’t I a mere sinner, a worm before God, of the dust, and isn’t my heart deceitful above all else and desperately wicked?
Or, we just try harder, striving: what is the next thing I can do to accomplish this desired good? To bring about this end? to resolve this brokenness? And we fight and we work and we strive. . . and we’re just weary and depleted and still so utterly unsatisfied. And maybe feel guilty about that weariness and depletion.
And at the end-- when the striving fails, and the chasm between expectations and reality is still there. . . What do we take refuge in? Where do we go with our pain and our sorrow? Perhaps we choose self pity: We comfort ourselves with a sense of our own victimhood, and pour compassion inward upon ourselves. If God loves me, why does he give to others, to her, and not to me? Or, bitterness: God is to blame; he has created this injustice because he is against me, he just doesn’t care like he says he does. Maybe you keep an account of each disappointment, each loss, each short-coming in your life as a mark against God’s goodness. Didn’t he promise good for me? Doesn’t he say that children are a blessing from him? Didn’t he say he would care for me? Other refuges may be cynicism and mockery: towards others or the desires themselves in order to feel just a bit better. Or perhaps we just choose withdrawal: you just hold back your heart. . . I’ll obey God, because he’s God and I know I’m supposed to, but I’ll never trust him with my heart again. I’ll keep it locked up here, and I’ll just choose not to desire any more.
But the truth is that God is good, and he does good, even in our unmet desires. These desires didn’t originate in our families or cultures, but in our souls at his loving act of creation. Made in the image of a relational, Trinitarian God, we are designed for relationships and for community. The Father, Son, and Holy Spirit exist in eternal, generative, life-giving love, and we are like them, longing also to create, to produce, to work and to delight in fruitfulness.
So, why is it all so broken and awful? We broke from this relationship and sought knowledge independently of a relationship with him. The image of God in us was marred, and so now, those desires are still there, reflecting that image, but they are distorted, and we seek them as idolatrous substitutes for God himself, or they are subject to futility, and we hunger and thirst without being filled.
So here we are: with powerful but misdirected or unfulfilled desires and expectations, and a fallen reality that doesn’t match up. How do we respond to our own pain, to the grief of others? What refuge is there for our pain? How does the love of God meet us in our anger or despair, and how do we become vessels of that love to one another? Is there actually any hope?
One of the signs of hope, that God is good and loves us is that he gives us stories. Today, we’re going to consider the story of Naomi and Ruth as well as our own stories in search of answers to these questions. I’m going to tell a bit of Ruth and Naomi’s story, and then you’ll hear from some of the women in our church how these stories have played out similarly in their lives. We’re looking at the book of Ruth, but we’re going to back up a bit. What are the expectations that shaped Naomi’s view of the world?
Once upon a time, when the judges ruled in the land of Israel, a little girl was born in Bethlehem, in the “house of bread.” Of all the nations on the face of the earth, the Israelites were God’s chosen people, and one day, a child was born in the land of plenty that God had promised. Her parents named her Naomi, which means “pleasant,” and she grew up as part of the fulfillment of the covenant blessing. 
God had said to her forefather, Abraham, “I will surely bless you, and I will surely multiply your offspring as the stars of heaven and as the sand that is on the seashore. . . in your offspring shall all the nations of the earth be blessed, because you have obeyed my voice.”[1] Israelite parents were called by God to tell these stories to their children, shaping their identity as chosen people, loved by God, brought to a land of blessing, and preferred by him above all others. What a sense of divine security and personal identity this must have cultivated in young Naomi!
            And, as she grew into young womanhood, the promises seemed fulfilled and burgeoning. She married Elimelech, a fellow Israelite, and the Lord gave them two sons. In her culture, these were the marks of achievement of a woman, signs of the Lord’s favor. The birth of not one, but two sons, surely secured a name for their family and care for her in her old age, like a 401K and the promise of heaven all rolled into one. Truly, her life was pleasant.
            But, slowly and perhaps imperceptibly at first, a bitter reality crept in, marring Naomi’s pleasant expectations. Droughts or plague struck, and there was famine in the land. Bethlehem, the “house of bread” had forsaken them. The land the Lord had given, flowing with milk and honey, was dried up and bitter, leaving them empty, hungry, desolate. The land had abandoned them, and so, it seemed that God had, too.
In turn, Naomi and Elimelech leave the land that God had placed them in and set out for Moab, perhaps with a courageous hope to be able to feed their precious boys. They are, however, Israelites, and God had said they should dwell in the land he was giving them. Their whole identity is national, bound to the community, bound to the land, bound in practices and laws that no other nation in the world practiced. Hunger drove them toward cultural and spiritual isolation, refugees fleeing the home and people they had known. But at least they would find a way to provide for their two boys, promises of a better future and blessing to come. And they had each other.
You can imagine the blow, then, when Elimelech died. Naomi faces the difficulty of being a widow and a single mother in a land without help from her family, or his family. How could she support herself? How could she feed the boys? How could she raise them in the faith of their fathers when their father was dead?
But life goes on, and the boys, Mahlon and Chilion, grew up and married Moabite women, Orpah and Ruth. Sure, these women were from outside of Israel and likely not the most promising of in-laws, but grandchildren would make up for that, and oh, what the future might hold!
But the years went by, and the months. And month after month, Ruth and Orpah realized yet again that there was no pregnancy, that four more weeks of stressful waiting, of deflecting painful questions, of wondering what was wrong, loomed ahead of them. Perhaps Naomi taught them the story of Sarai, of the promised child Isaac who came in her old age. Perhaps they clung to this hope, perhaps hope slipped away a bit more each day, each month, each year. For ten years.
And, at the end of this ten years, both Mahlon and Chilion died, childless. The author of Ruth tells us that “the woman was left without her two sons and her husband.” Her providers, her calling, her security, her identity, her home. . . “the woman was left without.” The husband with whom she had found a life, the sons in whom she had hoped a future, and the land in which they had hoped to find a refuge, all become places of death and desolation. How can she, a child of Israel, a daughter of the Covenant, respond in this? “the woman was left without.”
Naomi does respond, and her response is a complicated muddle of truth and untruth; She is human in her ambiguity. Naomi’s response includes steadfast love and honest lament, and it also resounds with bitterness and despair. It is against this backdrop of bitter loss that we first see Naomi act and hear her speak. Word had spread even as far as Moab that the Lord had visited Israel and given them food. She rises in the midst of death and walks forward, somehow clinging to hope in the midst of such loss. What’s more, she doesn’t go alone, but her two daughters-in-law go with her. And so, we get another glimpse into her character. Something about this woman is so compelling that Ruth and Orpah set out with her, leaving their own land, their own parents, and the only lives they’ve ever known to attach themselves to Naomi, who, as a wandering widow, can provide no protection or care for them. Perhaps it is her hope that draws them, her orientation towards a home and a God who cares.
But Naomi will not let them sacrifice themselves for her, however much their company might be a comfort to her. Her first words in the story reveal her great love and thoughtfulness for others, even in her own despair. She turns to Ruth and Orpah, and beseeches them, “Go, return each of you to her mother’s house. May the Lord deal kindly with you, as you have dealt with the dead and me.” In a life that feels like a curse, she turns and blesses these women. The phrase “deal kindly” is actually a Hebrew word, hesed. Unpacking this word reveals the full weight of Naomi’s blessing. Hesed is often translated “steadfast love,”[2] and it carries a range of meanings including kindness, love, loyalty, devotion, favor, and mercy. It implies not just an emotion, but practical action for the good of the other, and, most importantly, it is a love that endures across time and circumstances. Naomi’s blessing calls for God’s hesed love, but it also a tiny reflection of that steadfast love, for she seeks their good at cost of her own.
She calls down God’s blessing on them, but she also recounts the loss and suffering in her life in order to persuade Ruth and Orpah to leave her. She has nothing to offer them, no sons for them to remarry and no hope of ever providing such a redemption for them. Naomi may plod forward, toward Israel, but she will not bring these young women with her into a life that seems like death. She may offer blessing and hesed love for them, but for herself, she offers up only lament, telling them that the hand of the Lord has gone out against her. She knows this hand can hold out offer steadfast love and kindness, but God has only offered her desolation, death, and bitterness. She sends them back, pained that her circumstances might cause them bitterness. It seems too much to bear, and too terrible to speak, but Naomi’s honest lament speaks forth her pain honestly, and it is no sin. In response, Orpah and Ruth don’t scold Naomi. They don’t tell her to keep her chin up, to hang in there. They don’t “give her space” to justify their own discomfort with having to see and bear her pain. They don’t promise her that all shall be well, or try to convince her that God is good. They simply lift up their voices and weep with her. Naomi sends hesed love toward them, and they enter into lament with her.
After grieving with Naomi, Orpah turns to go, obedient to Naomi. But Ruth clings to Naomi, and will not go. Perhaps out of desperation, Naomi’s loving dismissal becomes instead a curse, and she urges Ruth to go with Orpah, back to her family and to her gods. She lashes out in her pain, angrily rejecting Ruth at cost of Ruth’s own salvation and relationship with God, pushing Ruth toward paganism if only away from herself.
Though Naomi’s lament is in many ways a truthful, God-oriented response to suffering, it is also mingled with distortion and false vision. She sees her own pain and loss as more isolating and defining than it is, turning toward self-loathing and rejection of her own identity. As she enters Bethlehem, returning home after ten years, but in emptiness, disappointment, and perhaps shame, she demands a different name from those who addressed her: “Do not call me Naomi,” she says, “ call me Mara, for the Almighty has dealt very bitterly with me.” She demands to be defined and named by her bitterness and sorrow, and her demand echoes with anger against God. Naomi casts him as an enemy, and she cries out in the public gate “Why call me Naomi, when the Lord has testified against me and the Almighty has brought calamity upon me?” To support her case against God, she revises her own story. She who had left Israel seeking food now cries out, “I went away full, and the Lord has brought me back empty.”
Death and loss have sent her home a widow with no security and no future. Her human response reveals both truth and distortion; she offers up steadfast love for Ruth and Orpah and honest lament toward God, but she also sinks into bitterness and despair. The chasm between her expectations of a pleasant life and the bitterness of her reality yawned wide. The particulars of our own expectations may be different from Naomi’s, and the bitterness of our experience may vary as well, but we all know the pain of that chasm.



[1] Genesis 22: 17- 18
[2] http://www.cslewisinstitute.org/webfm_send/430