One that touches me every time I
Read it.
The affection between the widow and
Boaz is understated.
I can sense the tenderness between the
Lines.
Their sweet romance reminds me of
Jack's and mine.
In fact, because Boaz was apparently
Older than his bride, Jack liked to
Call himself Boaz and me his Ruth.
He was my protector,
My encourager,
My hugger.
And like the long ago couple, Jack and
I loved to say we had an
"Arranged marriage."
It was better than any we could have
Possibly planned ourselves.