A kind, old woman named Naomi lived far from her homeland. Her husband and sons had died. All she had left were her two daughters-in-law. One day, Naomi told them, “I must return to my homeland. I’ll miss you, but I’m just an old woman. There’s nothing I can do for you.”
“Please, Naomi,” begged Ruth, one of the daughters-in-law. “Let me go where you go. Your people will be my people. And your God will be my God.” And so Naomi agreed. And the two women travelled for many days until they finally reached Naomi’s hometown, a place called Bethlehem.
“It’s time for the barley harvest, Naomi,” said Ruth. “If I gather leftover grain, we can make bread to eat.” So Ruth got permission to pick up grain missed by the harvesters.
A man named Boaz owned the field and wondered who she was. “She came back with old Naomi,” said his foreman. “All day long, she has worked hard.”
Boaz told his workers to help Ruth.
One night, Naomi told Ruth to go to the threshing floor where Boaz was sleeping. She told Ruth to wait for him there. When Boaz awoke he was surprised to see Ruth. “What are you doing here?” he asked. “Naomi has sent me,” said Ruth. “Since you are her nearest relative, I have come to ask you to care for us.”
“God bless you,” said Boaz. “And don’t be afraid, for I will take care of you.” He also said, “Bring me the shawl you are wearing and hold it out.” When she did so, he poured into it six measures of barley and put it on her.
Naomi rejoiced when Ruth and Boaz got married. And Ruth became the great-grandmother of the great King David!