The Weaver of Life!
But Ruth replied: Don’t plead with me to abandon you or to return and not follow you. For wherever you go, I will go, and wherever you live, I will live; your people will be my people, and your God will be my God. Where you die, I will die, and there I will be buried. May the Lord punish me, and do so severely, if anything but death separates you and me. Ruth 1:16-17
“Life is but a Weaving”
“My
life is but a weaving Between my God and me. I cannot choose the colors He
weaveth steadily. Oft’ times He weaveth sorrow; And I in foolish pride. Forget
He sees the upper And I the underside. Not ’til the loom is silent And the
shuttles cease to fly Will God unroll the canvas And reveal the reason
why.
The dark threads are as needful In the weaver’s skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver In the pattern He has planned
He knows, He loves, He cares; Nothing this truth can dim.
He gives the very best to those Who leave the choice to Him.” -Corrie ten Boom
The dark threads are as needful In the weaver’s skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver In the pattern He has planned
He knows, He loves, He cares; Nothing this truth can dim.
He gives the very best to those Who leave the choice to Him.” -Corrie ten Boom
Transition:
A young family (Who questioned
the weaver of life) had attempted to leave a desolate land behind, a famine had
prefaced the relocation, what was to be a short time away from home, stretched
into 10 years.
In those ten years heart breaking
tragedy resulted in three deaths, all men, that left three widows wondering
what to do next. A mother-in Law named
Naomi, and two daughters in law (Orpah, and Ruth) faced a dilemma. The mother in law insisted that the young women move on with
their lives, find new husbands.
One did just that, but the other
young woman refused to leave, and together those two broken hearted women, put
one step in front of another, the threads of their lives, seemed to be raveling.,
but perception will not prove to be reality!
Ruth's emphatic decision to stay....is recorded in "Poetic prose" of the highest
order.
Don’t plead with me to abandon you or to return and not follow you. For wherever you go, I will go, and wherever you live, I will live; your people will be my people, and your God will be my God. Where you die, I will die, and there I will be buried. May the Lord punish me, and do so severely, if anything but death separates you and me.
Don’t plead with me to abandon you or to return and not follow you. For wherever you go, I will go, and wherever you live, I will live; your people will be my people, and your God will be my God. Where you die, I will die, and there I will be buried. May the Lord punish me, and do so severely, if anything but death separates you and me.
Her words are familiar to most everyone! We have heard this passage countless
times at weddings! The
sentiment is striking! This describes a desired relationship that is anything
but seasonal!
Ruth was
determined to stay with the woman who had lost everything. She knew what that
felt like and they were in this thing together.
And so they began to make the 7-10
day journey from the plains of Moab to the town of Bethlehem. It was only a
little over 30 miles.
As one writer noted: It
seemed so close but the dry, dusty and treacherous terrain seemed to mirror what was in Naomi’s heart.
She is bitter and broken over the death of her husband, and sons! Deep down she had profound doubts that the weaver of life, cared at all!
I read this week that:
She is bitter and broken over the death of her husband, and sons! Deep down she had profound doubts that the weaver of life, cared at all!
I read this week that:
It
was a dangerous journey for the
two women to take.
They were vulnerable widows taking a trip few women dare to take without a man
during those chaotic and often violent days when judges ruled. For Naomi and
Ruth, there were no street lights, no paved roads, no rest stops and no
security. They were easy prey for the bandits in the bushes – and then
there was the Jordan River to cross and the 2,000 foot slope they had to climb
– but these women were determined to make it home.
I appreciated a gifted writers application:
*When
we get away from God, we seldom
return the same. Naomi had left Bethlehem
full of life, but what a difference a decade makes away from God, away from His
people and away from His promises.
The journey
home is always better with someone to help you along the way. No matter how far we stray, coming
home is easier when we walk hand-in-hand together.
Going
home may take humility and it may be
a treacherous trip, but it’s always worth it!
Naomi left in search of food during a
famine, but now she was returning with empty arms and a broken heart. Perhaps
she was wondering if she should have ever went to Moab in the first place. But
the minute her foot stepped on Bethlehem soil, she was home and like
Dorothy, Naomi knew – there’s no place like home!
Where
are you on your journey? Have
you wondered far from God in search of something somewhere over the rainbow?
Are you in the middle of your journey home and in need of a helping hand? *https://donotdepart.com/naomis-journey-home
The weaver of life is ready and wanting to direct your steps!
Comments
Post a Comment