Saturday June 9th 2012 Tim
My own favorite is Lot's wife. Some have argued
she didn't want to leave the sin palaces of Sodom and Gomorrah, and why
on earth should she. They had the hair stylists, the good shoe makers,
the late night wallowing, and a person could buy stuff that had
probably been made in China or at least in Iran. But, due to his
preoccupation with the various theories of "End Times," her
husband had some kind of a premonition.
There are those who suggest he was an early predictor
of earthquakes, or perhaps lightning storms. Others put the onus
of Lot's decision to leave town as having something to do with Lot's
offering his daughters as bribes to those of his neighbors who had
managed to convince themselves he was harboring enemy agents.
Neither is a view I share, because as the family walked away from their
home of twenty odd years, God through his angels, told them not to
look back, otherwise they risked being turned into pillars of either
rock or salt.
I can say what I want about Lot. I can call Lot a
pompous ass for thinking his seed so valuable it drove him to incest.
Even worse I can call him a Canaanite, as those who wrote Leviticus might
have suspected. But, I have to remember that when Lot was in Egypt, he
could have made a great deal of money by telling Pharaoh that Sarah was
Abraham's wife. Which some have argued was only right because a
hundred or so years previously Abraham had rescued Lot from the wretched
Babylonians. A loyalty you don't often see up there, on what I really
must stop calling "The Dais."
And I say Lot's wife is my favorite because I have
actually seen her. I didn't taste her to find out if she was salt, or
an igneous rock, but she's still there, looking splendid on Mount Sodom, and
it's a scramble to get to her, which on a hot day required an energy better
given to the hourly rate for labor. Nor did I think she looked sad or
unhappy, or regretful in anyway. I got the sense her mind had been
made up long, long before becoming a Mrs. Lot, long before the birth of her
children or the incident with God's plan to make an example of those who do
not care for him.