Meat for the Hungry

sarahbmartin.wordpress.com Ruth 2:17-23 As the evening light settled in, a fiery-orange hue streaked across the horizon. The sun waned while the reapers stacked the last of the day’s bundles and made their way to the threshing floor. The gleaners rubbed their aching backs and clutched their meager harvest as they followed. Only the gleaners needed to thresh grain tonight. Ruth watched, learned, and then proceeded to “beat out what she had gleaned” . As she pounded the stalks of barley, the grain berries seemed to easily separate from the chaff, but she heard wheat was much more difficult.