She found herself working in a field belonging to Boaz.
You do what you have to do. For Ruth that meant scavenging the fields, picking up grain that the harvesters had missed, so she and her mother-in-law could eat. “Now she just happened to end up in the portion of the field belonging to Boaz” (NET). Boaz took a shine to Ruth and married her.
Stay with me here. Boaz was the son of Rahab, the Jericho prostitute. Ruth was a Moabitess, a Gentile. Boaz and Ruth had a son name Obed, who had a son named Jesse, who had a son named David. Yes, that David, King David. So David’s paternal great-great-grandmother was a prostitute and his maternal great-grandmother was a Gentile—both in the lineage of Jesus (see Matthew 1:5-6).
God does unlikely things with unlikely people in unlikely circumstances. Look at what happened because Ruth “just happened” to glean in the field of Boaz.
Perhaps God “just happened” to make you
who you are and put you where you are for a reason.