Ruth was a young woman from Moab, the country east of the Dead Sea that Israel usually treated as a rival and sometimes as an enemy. She married into an Israelite family that had fled Bethlehem during a famine, and within a few years she had buried her husband, as had her mother-in-law Naomi and her sister-in-law Orpah (Ruth 1:1). Three widows, no sons, no land, no safety net. That is where the book that bears her name begins.
The Bible gives Ruth a whole book, one of only two named after a woman, and it tells her story with unusual tenderness. She is not a prophet, a judge or a queen. She is a foreigner who chose a people and a God who were not hers by birth, and who was welcomed. By the last chapter she has become the great-grandmother of Israel's greatest king (Ruth 4:17), and Matthew names her in the family line of Jesus, one of only a handful of women there (Matthew 1:5).
Her story sits in the dark period of the judges, when the writer says people did whatever seemed right to them. Against that backdrop, the book of Ruth reads like a lamp in a window: ordinary people keeping faith with one another, and God quietly at work through them.


