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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: In-Law(s) (05/08/08)

TITLE: Naomi's Blog
By Joanney Uthe
05/15/08


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Abba would have told me that God would use it all in His plan. I didn’t have his faith. I wouldn’t have admitted that at the time, but it’s true. I quietly questioned Elimelech’s judgement when he moved our little family from Judah to Moab. My faith weakened even more when Elimelech left me widowed with two sons. Mahlon and Kilion choose wives from among the foreigners. Technically, we were the foreigners, but these women, my daughters-in-law did not know our ways. They did not know our religion and our customs.

If times were hard in draught ridden Judah, they got worse in Moab when my sons both died. Our little nest-egg wouldn’t support three widows for long. A life of hunger and gleaning awaited me. When the news came that God had rescued Judah from the draught, I decided to return home, thinking my chances were better among my own people.

Every muscle ached as my daughters-in-law helped me pack everything we owned and started for Judah. What a sight we must have made; an old Israelite lady and two young Moabite beauties. As a twig under my foot snapped, so did my pride. Putting aside my own grief and needs, I knew I could not take them with me. “Go back, each of you, to your mother’s home. May the Lord show kindness to you, as you have shown to your dead and to me. May the Lord grant that each of you will find rest in the home of another husband.”*

Only after reasoning with her did Orpah obey and return to her parents’ home. My bitter heart almost broke as we said good-bye, but I knew it was best for her. She would find another husband and have the family she deserved.

Ruth was more stubborn. She clung to me, begging me not to make her return home. I will never forget her words. “Do not urge me to leave you or to turn back from you. Where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay. Your people will be my people and your God my God. Where you die I will die, and there I will be buried. May the Lord deal with me ever so severely, if anything but death separates you and me.”**

I realized that was the attitude that I should have taken with Elimelech. I had been the obedient wife and followed him to Moab. I had lived out Ruth’s words, but out of obligation, not gratitude. Would Mahlon have found this faithful of a wife if he had finished his growing-up years in Judah? Yet, even her cheerfulness did not dissolve my bitterness. God had afflicted me and I told the people of Bethlehem that very thing when they greeted us.

Ruth worked hard gleaning barley for us. Sweat and dirt overshadowed her natural beauty. Even so, she caught the eye of one of our kinsman-redeemers, Boaz. Her reputation for having cared for me gained favor in his eyes, giving her his protection and extra grain to glean.

I thought that wisdom came with age. As the elder woman, I should have been the one who taught my daughter-in-law, a foreigner who grew up with other gods, how to trust the Almighty One and to rely on His wisdom and provision in every situation. Instead, Ruth showed me all these things and how to truly love as well.

I’ve come to realize the truth of Abba’s words that God uses everything to complete His plan. We are not longer two poor widows, gleaning grain to feed ourselves. Instead, I sit here holding my grandchild, the son of Ruth and Boaz. The child has his mother’s smile and his Abba’s eyes. Such a beauty treasure God has bestowed on this precious couple. How can I look at this miracle child and the blessings God has given me through Ruth and remain bitter? No, God has not afflicted me. He used my circumstances to bring Ruth to Boaz. I wonder what he has planned for this child in my arms.



*Ruth 1:8-9
**Ruth 1:16-17


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LauraLee Shaw05/15/08
How beautiful and insightful. YOu endeared me to this story all over again. Well done.
LaNaye Perkins05/18/08
I always loved the story of Naomi and Ruth, now I love it even more. Great writing my friend.
Jan Ackerson 05/18/08
Excellent re-telling of this familiar story!

The title threw me a bit--I expected it to be a modernization of the story for the internet age. Consider changing the title, perhaps?

You had some great descriptive phrases, very pleasant to read.
Joy Faire Stewart05/18/08
This is one of my favorite Bible stories and I enjoyed the way you brought Naomi to life. Great last paragraph too!
Lyn Churchyard05/19/08
I love the story of Ruth and Naomi, and you have done a wonderful job in the retelling from Naomi's POV.
Debbie Wistrom05/19/08
This read to well, I wanted more.

Your last line is a teaser for more....maybe other topics will lend to another story in this lineage...

Loved Naomi's voice throughout!
Verna Cole Mitchell 05/19/08
You did an excellent job of telling this story from Naomi's viewpoint.