I am Hagar. I am servant. I am cast out by my master, simply because I obeyed. I am looked upon with contempt and dealt harshly with. I am homeless, wandering the desert. In all my affliction, who ever will be able to see me crying out in this wilderness?
God met me, the lowly Gentile there. El Roi is my God, a God of seeing.
He tells me not to fear and points me towards the well of water. He promises to be with my son and make him a great nation.
I am Rahab. I am unholy enough to be labeled prostitute. I am filthy, not ever capable of measuring up. I am bold enough to deal kindly with the spies because I know in my heart the Lord has given the Israelites the land. He is giving them my land.
I am offered a scarlet cord in order to escape. I became part of the line that brought forth the Messiah. I am the foreigner, now made family. I am testimony that grace splashes over the sides of the bucket labeled Judaism. Nothing can contain it. All are free to worship Jehovah.
I am Ruth. I am childless. I am widow. I am foreigner. I am hungry and wondering how I'll survive without my husband. I glean the outer corners of the field, hoping for leftovers.
A kinsman redeemer takes notice of me. I am now beloved. I eat until I am satisfied. There are always leftovers. My husband speaks words of blessings over me. I am the great grandmother of King David. I am a picture of the greatest love story ever told.
the bitter and weary and oh so exhausted because I am never quite good enough
A hand (ever so handsome) reached out and pulled me to His heart. I lingered long enough for the old me to wash away. It all changed. The Love Story changed everything.
Now, I am
the peaceful and at rest and oh so relieved that another's 'good enough' covers me
the found. Forever and ever found.
"Why have I found such favor in your eyes that you notice me--a foreigner?" Ruth 2:10