Most of us skip genealogies. A list of names with no story attached feels like the Bible’s way of testing our commitment.

But the genealogy at the end of Ruth is doing something remarkable. For four chapters we have been absorbed in an intimate story: two widows, a generous farmer, a small town in Bethlehem. The stakes have felt personal and immediate. And then, in the final verses, the camera pulls back.

Boaz and Ruth have a son named Obed. Obed is the father of Jesse. Jesse is the father of David.

In ten verses, this quiet domestic story is suddenly woven into the largest narrative in scripture. The loyalty of a Moabite woman and the generosity of a farmer turn out to be threads in something neither of them could have seen.

That is the whole point of the book.