Sunday, November 11, 2018

“Gleaning” (Ruth 3:1-5, 4:13-17)


Having lived a good part of my life in the grain farming states of Iowa and Nebraska, one of the annual rituals I enjoyed was the fall harvest.  It was always amazing to watch as combines moved through the fields in a choreographed dance harvesting the grain.  In awe, I watched as whole field were stripped bare of bountiful crops leaving behind a barrenness of nothing.  At least that is what I thought . . . but, I was wrong.  As efficient as those huge combines seemed to be, they always left something behind. 

Once the harvest was done, most of the farmers I knew would release their cattle into the seemingly barren fields.  This always seemed strange to me because to the naked eye it looked as if there was nothing there for the cattle to eat.  But, I was wrong.  The cows always found the grain that was left behind as they feasted on something other than grass for a while.  I was told that this was “gleaning”.

Gleaning is the act of following behind the harvesters and picking up the leftover grain.  Biblically this is spoken about in the books of Deuteronomy and Leviticus.  According to those books farmers were to leave the corners of their fields unharvested . . . that they were not to pick up the grain that was dropped . . . and, that they should not harvest any over-looked produce that they might have missed when they harvested the majority of the field.  These leftovers were to be left for the widows, strangers, and orphans . . . those in need.  Those in need could come and “glean” the fields to provide for themselves.  For many it was their only means of survival in their poverty.

Gleaning was hard work . . . but, it could also be profitable.

One of the youth groups in Nebraska annually went gleaning as their outreach project.  Each year they would ask farmers in the area if they could come and glean their fields of the leftover grain.  Most farmers figured that if a bunch of teenagers wanted to spend time picking grain up off the ground . . . well, go for it.  So, each year this youth group would hit the fields carrying baskets and plucking grain off the ground.  At the end of the day there would be a huge pile of grain which was loaded into trucks and hauled off to be sold.  It was a profitable ministry for the kids as they made hundreds of dollars off their gleaning . . . money that they then used to support many outreach projects.

Gleaning is hard work, but it is also good stewardship.  Nothing is left behind . . . nothing is wasted.  Whether it is to feed the livestock, to raise money, or provide for the poor . . . what seems to be of no value finds value . . . it is redeemed.  Everything has value, relevance, and a place in the story.

Once Naomi and Ruth arrive in Bethlehem, gleaning plays an important part in their story . . . and, surprisingly, in our story as the followers of Jesus.  The two women arrive in Bethlehem as the harvest is commencing.  Ruth sees this as an opportunity.  She tells Naomi that she will go to the fields and glean to provide for them.  Luckily, she finds a field where she is not asked to leave and begins to follow behind the harvesters to glean the leftover grain.  It turns out that the field in which she is gleaning happens to belong to a relative of Naomi by the name of Boaz. 

Boaz was a man of standing within the community.  He was probably financially well off.  Though he was older, he was well respected by his workers and others in the community.  Upon seeing Ruth, he questions who she is.  He is a told that she is a foreigner from Moab . . . the daughter-in-law of Naomi who has returned home with her.  Boaz gives her permission to glean behind his harvesters . . . plus, he provides her all the benefits of his workers—food to eat, water to drink. 

Ruth is astonished.  She cannot believe her good fortune as she proclaims to Boaz: “Why have I found such favor in your eyes that you notice me—a foreigner?”  Boaz explains that he has heard of Ruth’s devotion to Naomi and how she has watched after her mother-in-law to the point of giving up everything . . . leaving her family, her homeland, and even her religion.  And, he is impressed, and he continues to treat her with kindness.  Ruth is amazed that he would treat her in such a way when she didn’t even have the standing of his servant girls.  That she was below them.

Of course, with such unseen help, Ruth was able to make quite a hauling with her gleaning.  When she told Naomi whose field it was that she had been gleaning, Naomi explained that Boaz was a relative.  She encouraged her to continue to glean in his fields.  For several days she did this, until one evening Naomi explained to her how she was going to help her find a new husband . . . how she was going help her rope Boaz.

The plot thickens . . .

Naomi tells Ruth that she is to get dolled up at the end of the day and return to the threshing floor where Boaz would be winnowing the grain.  She is to wait until Boaz pauses for the night and lies down to sleep.  Then she is to go to where he is laying, uncover his feet, and lie down beside him.  Naomi explains that Boaz will take it from there.

Well, the writer of the Book of Ruth leaves it up to the reader as to happened next . . . some commentators have said it was an act of seduction, but the outcome was the same.  Ruth basically walks away with a marriage proposal.  Of course, this would not be an easy marriage to arrange, but there was a way that Boaz was able to obtain the right to be Ruth’s husband . . . all through a real estate deal.  If you are curious, I suggest that you read the whole Book of Ruth . . . it is a short book, only four chapters.

In the end, the story of two destitute women, hoping to survive, find redemption . . . find value and worth.  The outsider becomes a member of the family.  Boaz and Ruth have a son.  His name is Obed.  Obed was the father of Jesse . . . Jesse was the father of David . . . yeah, that David—King David.

Without Boaz’ act of kindness . . . act of redemption . . . there is no lineage to be traced to Jesus . . . no family tree.  What an amazing story is Ruth’s story . . . what a powerful story of grace and redemption . . . what a wonderful story of the importance of even what seem to be the most insignificant and worthless.  Ruth was a poor widow, and to top it all off she was a foreigner . . . who also happened to have her elderly mother-in-law to take care of.  Ruth was not seen as the “catch of the day”.  She was an outsider forced to glean to survive.  Yet, Boaz saw her worth . . . her value.  Through his actions Ruth was redeemed and given a place within the circle.  Without this act of grace, we would not be here this morning worshipping.

As the followers of Jesus, we have been called to glean.  No, we are not to go out into fields and pick up grain after the harvest.  Instead we are to go out into the world to glean that which is outside of what our culture and society deems as valuable . . . to discover those who are on the outside looking in.  We are to do this to discover the value of those who are left out as they too are the children of God . . . children who have been created in the image of God.  We are to go out, find them, and invite them back into their rightful place in the family of God.  With God, all have a place . . . all are welcome.

This may be difficult as we live in a time of great divisiveness . . . a time where we pick sides . . . a time of “us and them”.  But, with God there is no “us and them” . . . there is only family . . . one great big happy family.  One of the things that we notice about Jesus is that he sure did spend a lot of time with those who were outside . . . outside of the community, outside of the temple, outside of religion, outside of everything . . . worthless and useless.  Yet this was where Jesus gleaned his followers.  We, as the followers of Jesus, are called upon to do likewise.  We are called upon to be good stewards of God’s love and grace to go out and find those who are missing from the table.  To go and bring them home.  Nothing or no one is to be left behind.  Keep your eyes open, you never know what you will find!  Amen.

Sunday, November 4, 2018

“Running on Empty” (Ruth 1:1-18)


In life there are times of weariness . . . times when there is nothing left . . . times when we are running on empty.  We have witnessed this weariness, this running on empty . . . in others and in ourselves.  In our body . . . in our minds . . . and, in our hearts, we want to scream out, “I am so tired!”  This weariness . . . this running on empty, drains us to the very roots of our soul.

We have seen it in the eyes of those who struggle with addiction and alcoholism.  We have seen it in the eyes of women, beaten and abused.  We have seen it in the eyes of a spouse left behind because of death or divorce.  We have seen it in the eyes of a child abandoned.  We have seen it in the eyes of parents watching their premature babies struggle to live.  We have seen it in the eyes of those standing by those struggling with cancer, and in the eyes of those sick and tired of the illness.  We have seen it in the eyes of those on the street corners, holding signs . . . begging.  We have seen it in those battling depression and other mental illnesses where darkness seems to rule.  We have seen it in the pictures of those who are fleeing war-torn countries . . . we see it in their eyes.  It is a weariness as they run on empty never quite sure when they will come to a rolling stop . . . empty . . . finished . . . done.

We have seen it . . . and, I imagine that we have all experienced it at some point in our lives . . . this weariness . . . tiredness . . . this running on empty.

The story of Ruth begins as a story of weariness.  As the story opens we learn of Naomi, her husband, and two sons fleeing Bethlehem because of famine to the foreign land of Moab.  Naomi’s husband dies shortly after they move to Moab and she is left a widow with two sons.  She becomes the responsibility of her two sons.  Both sons eventually marry Moabite women . . . one named Orpah, the other Ruth.  The family now numbers five, but death soon comes upon the two sons, leaving Orpah and Ruth as widows.  Gone are the men in the family.  Without husbands, sons, or men to take care of them in this men-only world, there are now three women living together in Moab . . . pooling their meager resources, struggling for survival, trying to get by the best way that they could . . . but, the future looked bleak.  They had lost everything . . . the weariness was overwhelming.

Then one day, Naomi gets wind that the famine was over in Judah . . . that God had come to the aid of the people by providing food for them.  Naomi decided that it was time to go back home.  As she began her journey home, her two daughters-in-law came with her.  Orpah and Ruth were making the journey because of their devotion to Naomi.  Naomi was returning home, Orpah and Ruth were going to a place where they would be strangers in a foreign land.  It would be hard for all of them, and Naomi knew this.

This is why Naomi encouraged her daughters-in-law to return home . . . to go back to the familiar . . . to go back to their mothers.  If they did this, they might even get another husband . . . a new life.  Naomi gave them her blessing, but they insisted in going with her.  Again, she attempts to discourage them to prompt them to go home.  It was heart-breaking.  Yet, Orpah listened, turned, and returned to Moab and all that was familiar to her.  Ruth, on the other hand, clung tightly to Naomi, refusing to go home.  Instead she declared her commitment to Naomi and whatever laid ahead . . . “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 will I be buried.  May the Lord deal with me, be it ever so severely if anything but death separates you and me.”

Sometimes you must grab onto anything to keep from sinking to the bottom . . . anything to get to the next day.  To grasp upon anything to survive.  Ruth latches onto Naomi and whatever their journey may bring.  She trusts Naomi.  She finds a glimmer of hope in Naomi . . . in Naomi’s faith . . . even in Naomi’s God.  The road ahead looked brighter than the road behind.  There was still some fuel in the ol’ gas tank . . . she hadn’t quite ended up empty yet.  There was hope.

It has been said that a person can live for weeks without food, days without water, and minutes without air, but it is impossible to live one second without hope.  Ruth had discovered hope.  Beside Naomi, Ruth had found hope despite the life she left behind, and the certain barriers she faced before her as a stranger in a foreign land.


It is a scary feeling when this weariness creeps into our lives . . . when we feel as if we are running on empty.  Naomi, Orpah, and Ruth knew that feeling well . . . having lost their men, their status, their wealth, their protection . . . practically everything.  As I mentioned last week, these women had nothing left to lose.  Naomi proposes a possibility . . . a return to home where some relative or friend might take care of her . . . it was a very uncertain future, but a future none the less.  Naomi realizes how difficult it will be for her, and even more so for her daughter-in-law who would be foreigner in a land that probably wouldn’t receive her.  She knows it is their decision.

Orpah chooses to go back . . . to return to Moab—her home.  Orpah chose to return home to the familiar, at least there she knew what to expect.  It would not be a risk, it would be safe.  Ruth . . . well, she chooses to stay with Naomi.  Despite the odds against her, she had come to love and trust her mother-in-law . . . if it was good enough for Naomi, it was good enough for her.  She would step into the uncertainty of the future because one thing she knew was that she could trust Naomi.  If Naomi found home in returning home . . . returning to her God, so would Ruth.  She clung to Naomi.

Something to hang onto.

We should never underestimate the power of relationships, no matter how big or small they might be.  It is the relationship with Naomi that Ruth finds something to hang onto . . . where she finds hope.  Often, it is the relationships in our lives that shine a light of hope into the weariness of our lives . . . that give us hope.  To know that someone cares . . . anyone.

The song tells us that it “only takes a spark to get a fire going.”  Naomi is that spark.  Each Christmas Eve, when we gather to worship, we always end with a demonstration of the power of a relationship and how a spark can create a fire that lights up the whole room.  From the promise of the Christ Candle we light one candle against the darkness of the night and world.  Then a candle is lit from that flame . . . then another and another . . . as the flame is passed from one person to the next until the whole room is filled with light.  That is the power of a relationship . . . that is the gift of a relationship.  It gives us hope . . . gives us something to hold on to . . . something to defeat the weariness.  Something to remind us that we are loved and desired.  That someone cares for us.  Someone to stand beside us.

With such hope . . . the weariness doesn’t seem so heavy . . . and, maybe there are still miles to go before we truly are empty.  In the week to come, let’s give it a try.  Wherever we discover that look of emptiness . . . that sense of another running on empty . . . let us not walk on by, but let us pause and say, “Hello in there.”  Let us be the spark that starts a fire.  Amen.