Err on the side of kindness
“Presently Boaz arrived from Bethlehem. He greeted the harvesters, ‘The Lord be with you!’” (Ruth 2:4) The setting is one familiar to me: the idyllic fields of Beit Lehem (Bethlehem). Flowing hillsides of deep-brown and emerald terraces; rich earth awash with golden-beige and olive green. As I write, I look out beyond my backyard at a view virtually untouched since the days of Boaz, and conjure the scene in my mind, wondering where in the expanse before me he once tread. I imagine the harvesters of grain, Boaz’s workers, hearing his greeting and looking up. They straighten their sho...