19 So the two of them continued on their journey. When they came to Bethlehem, the entire town was excited by their arrival. “Is it really Naomi?” the women asked.
20 “Don’t call me Naomi,” she responded. “Instead, call me Mara, for the Almighty has made life very bitter for me. 21 I went away full, but the Lord has brought me home empty. Why call me Naomi when the Lord has caused me to suffer and the Almighty has sent such tragedy upon me?”
22 So Naomi returned from Moab, accompanied by her daughter-in-law Ruth, the young Moabite woman. They arrived in Bethlehem in late spring, at the beginning of the barley harvest.
Dear God, how easy it is for all of us to be like Naomi in verse 20 and see our lives as Mara (bitter)? We can be so selfish that we see only what we want that we do not have. We cannot see what you’ve done for us. So, in this case, Naomi sees only that she wants her husband and sons back. She wants her security back. She wants the life she had before their refugee trip to Moab back. She would do anything in that moment to have it all back. That’s what she wants more than anything.
I’ve been there. I’m still often there. I can only see what I want that I don’t have. I had a good cry yesterday over things I lament. And I think that’s okay. I think it’s okay that Naomi was mourning here. It’s fair. She lost her husband and sons. She was scared. lament and mourning are legitimate things to do. It was one of the first things Jesus said in the Sermon on the Mount: “Blessed are those who mourn for they will be comforted.” (Matthew 5:4) So I’m not saying I shouldn’t be sad about the things that make me sad. But I am saying that I need to open my eyes to the amazing things you are doing for me–both that I can see and that I cannot see.
In Naomi’s case, you gave her Ruth. You brought her back at the time of the beginning of the barley harvest which would ultimately give Ruth the visibility to Boaz that you needed her to have. You were providing for her and setting up the lineage to Jesus at the time time:
Ruth & Boaz –> Obed –> Jesse –> David –> Jesus
And what have you given me? Well, even while I was typing this, I received a loving text from one of my closest friends, telling me how much our friendship means to him. I have tears in my eyes just typing this now. What a gift! Thank you. Of course, there is my wife, health, job, home, and all of the things I try to remember to thank you for regularly. Then there are the things you’re doing that I simply cannot see. But you’re there. You’re doing your thing. You’re loving a world that fails to love you. You are…beyond words.
Father, I thank you. Thank you for what you are doing. Thank you for what you are not doing that I want you to do but you know better. Thank you for your comfort. Thank you that it is okay to lament and mourn while I keep my eyes on you. Thank you, Father. Thank you for everything.
I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,
Amen
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