Ruth 2:1-12, Ruth 3:1-13, Ruth 4:1-6, 13-17, Isaiah 54:4-8, Matthew 1:5-6a, 16
These past couple years have felt dark and heavy for my wife and me. Every night we tuck someone else’s child into bed in the bedroom we had prepared for our daughter. And with each passing night we are reminded of how the world is badly broken. Because the world is broken, our daughter is dead. Because the world is broken, there is a little boy whose mom and dad are ill-suited to raise him. Because we are broken, there is a surfacing frustration and impatience in us that we’ve never known until now, even as we have the privilege of caring for a beautiful foster child who is not our own.
We see, more than ever, how desperately our world and our hearts need to be redeemed. The whole world, along with our own hearts, is filled with unspeakable heartache and hatred, suffering and rebellion.
It is clear that we need a redeemer.
Ruth knew this same brokenness. She was from Moab, a morally corrupt region that worshipped false gods. Her husband had died, along with her brother and father-in-law, leaving her and her mother-in-law Naomi to fend for themselves in a season of famine. She was widowed and hungry and hopeless.
It was clear that she needed a redeemer.
Boaz was from Bethlehem. He was wealthy and generous. Although Ruth was a foreigner and an outcast, he took notice of her and showed her great favor. He generously provided for her and Naomi. And, after a series of events and in accordance with Hebrew law, he became her kinsman redeemer—thus making a covenant with her that would vindicate and defend her, give her a home, and redeem her.
We are like Ruth—only needier. Jesus is like Boaz—only better.
Like Boaz, Jesus came to redeem the outcast and needy, to make a covenant with us and to give us a home. He has given generously of Himself, pouring His life out on the cross so that we might be eternally redeemed, so that the brokenness of this world might be redeemed.
May we have grace to believe that our Redeemer has come, that He lived the life we couldn’t live and died the death we couldn’t die. And may we have grace to believe He will come again.
And all will be redeemed. And all will be made well.
Written by Billy Jack Brawner