In-laws is one of those words that evokes deep feelings. If you want a better relationship with yours, meet this amazing duo.
In-laws.
The term evokes every emotion under the sun. Some of us just try to get along with our loved one’s closest relatives. Others move away from them, far, far away. Is Tahiti too close?
Still others care deep. Loud deep like Archie Bunker and Meathead (Mike Stivic). Quiet deep like my husband’s mom and me.
Or deep deep.
Like Ruth and Naomi.
Ruth, the daughter-in-law, a Moabitess (or a worshipper of the false gods of Moab) who clung to her mother-in-law, Naomi
“At this they wept again. Then Orpah kissed her mother-in-law good-by, but Ruth clung to her.” Clung. . .while
Naomi had a pity party. Can you blame her? Her husband died. Then her sons. Too much grief for anyone.
While Naomi pushed, pushed, pushed, Ruth clung to her. She refused to go back to her people or to the gods of her homeland.
Bravely.
Desperately.
Faithfully.
Ruth chose belief in the one true God of Naomi. She speaks this declaration, these glory words:
I’m writing over at Basics Matter today. You can finish reading this post over there. 🙂
