Genesis 19: 1st Person Dramatic Monologue Manuscript

(Reading of 2 Peter 2:1-9) The next person you'll hear is Lot himself...

(Sitting) Good morning. My presence has been requested here from a time long ago, from a place you haven't known, a place... you don't want to know... from a city in the land of the plain of the Jordan River near the valley of salt. As I'm sitting here I wanted to share with you about another time I was sitting... sitting at the gate of Sodom. But before I do that I must say something strange happened to me this morning. I was walking around this place you apparently call a... school? a campus? and a man approached me with authority in his eyes asking, "Do you have your ID?" I was puzzled. I asked, "What is an... ID?" He asked my name and I told him my name is Lot, son of Haran. He said, "Oh I know you and he opened a book turning to.. what was it... Genesis 19? It was amazing! It recorded the whole story I've come to share with you today. We talked briefly and he gave me this (visitor's pass). I guess I don't need it now.

Where was I? I was sitting at the gate of Sodom. People came and went at the gate. Business was as usual. There was much noise in the place... booths were setup lining the path through the gate; one sold meat for special occasions, another handled olive oil, and others (perhaps the busiest) dealt in the sale of beans and lentils to provide the affordable common family meal. I've had a lot of beans and lentil soup. The gate also brought its' share of beggars grasping for a few coins of pity amidst their despondency. The elders also sat there ready to handle the disputes of the people. I wonder how good a job they're doing considering the reputation of Sodom. The king sometimes visits this gate. The gate was the best choice for a prophet of Yahweh to come and draw a crowd to speak to the people. God's messengers were needed in a city like this. Oh! Oh look we had more visitors... two men. Something was different about them I tell you. That's strange. They have no belongings. A hush swept through the multitude of the gate at their arrival. Could it be? They were men of God! It wasn't hard to notice them in a city like Sodom. Oh I go to them. They're not safe here!

(Relocating and bowing face-down) Oh my lords! Please come to your servant's house. Stay the night. Wash your feet. You can go on your way in morning. (pause) Oh no! you can't spend the night in the square. Please! come! I am also a servant of Yahweh. Please... stay the night. They accepted my offer. I showed them my home. My wife and I prepared a feast to honor such men of God, some unleavened bread, and we ate. I shared with the men about my uncle Abraham. My uncle was kind enough to take custody of me when my father died. He watched over me for a time and we grew very close. He even permitted me herds, flocks, and tents of my own. There came a point however that our possessions were so great that my uncle suggested we part ways. It seemed a fair decision and he was wiser than I was. He told me to choose which way I would go and he would go the opposite. I looked out into the valley of the Jordan and saw that it was good for farming; well watered... in fact it was like the garden of the Lord. I would live there. So my uncle mounted his camel, took his entourage, and disappeared over the hill headed toward Canaan while I pitched my tent near Sodom. I eventually made my way here. I told the visitors of my uncle Abraham's kindness to me. He rescued me you know. Foreign kings had taken me captive in a raid on Sodom, but my uncle pursued me with a band of men and won my freedom. I respect my uncle. He is a man of courage.

Well (pause)... the hour grew late and I'd done enough talking for one night. I saw my daughters to bed and walked back into the common room to attend to my visitors and there arose a sound outside. There were voices... male voices.. lots of them. It was as if there was a large growing crowd, a riot even. They were shouting something. (loudly) "Lot! Where are those men we saw earlier today? Bring them out to us so we may have our way with them." Just as soon as the words left their mouths my mind flashed through all that I'd seen and heard through my days in this place. These men and their lusts! My mental journey then jolted to reality as the shouts outside my door grew louder. What am I going to do? These two innocent men haven't even been here a day and they want to have sex with them! Why did I ever move into this city? This has got to stop! (exits room via door and re-enters) As I stepped outside and stood at my doorway looking out into the road, to my left, to my right... we were surrounded. It had to be men from every corner of the city. I could see their faces in the flicker of light from their torches. It reminded me of the fires of Hell spitting forth evil... young and old, all thirsting for sin.

Brothers, please! Don't do this wicked thing! I have 2 daughters that have never been with a man. I'll bring them out to you... do whatever you want to them, but please! Don't touch these men. They've come under the shelter of my roof! I didn't know what to do. I didn't want them to have my daughters. What do I do?! But they didn't listen to me. (Change character to the mob) "Stand aside. This one came to live among us as a foreigner and now he's trying to be our judge. Now we'll treat you worse than those men." (Change character back to Lot) And they pressed me to the door. I was losing my footing. They were going to break the door down. Then suddenly my visitors pulled me into the house and STRUCK their eyes with blindness. They were so evil! They wearied themselves searching for the door... even in their blindness. They couldn't find it. The men in my house said to me, (Change character to the angels) "Who else do you have in this city? A son in law, children, take them from this place for the sin of this city has become so great the Lord has sent us to destroy it. (Change back to Lot) So I quickly ran through the mob of confusion and terror to find my sons-in-law and I pleaded with them. Come, we must go. They're going to destroy the city! But they laughed in my face. I made my way back up to the house. Then the crowd began to dissipate. I looked outside and noticed morning was beginning to dawn. It was clear to me now these men weren't just godly, they weren't prophets, they were more than that.

And when morning dawned they said to me, (Change character to angels) "Take your wife and your daughters and go or you will be swept away in the punishment of the city." (Change back to Lot) What do I do? What about my sons-in-law? What's going to happen to them? I don't know what to do... and time stood still. But God had compassion on me in this moment, because the men seized my hands and the hands of my family and put us outside the city. But this is where the real challenge came. The men spoke once again, (Change to the angels) "Escape for your life! Do not look back, do not stay in the valley, go to the mountains or you will be swept away." (Change back to Lot) Oh no my lords, thank you for your mercy and kindness, but the mountains are only a mile away. The disaster will overtake me. I'll die! Please! There's a town about 7 miles down here. It's near enough for me to flee to and it's small. Please let me go there. (pause) Thank you! We ran as fast as we could until our legs gre weary and then we ran again and again until... my wife began to lag behind. Then suddenly we heard a scream! I held my daughters close and I said, "Don't...look...back. Don't...look...back." We kept...on...moving. Fire and brimstone rained down as justice Himself touched Sodom that morning. The smoke chased the sky as the smoke of a furnace. We made it to the city. As the terror died down and we mourned the loss of wife and mother... my heart was grieved. What have I done? Those men were able to strike men with blindness, they destroyed an entire city, and they even had compassion on me in my time weakness and I didn't trust them to protect me in the mountains?! I couldn't take God's messengers at their word. What have I done? I've disobeyed my Lord. The fear of the Lord was the beginning of my wisdom. I took my two daughters and we stayed up in the mountains in the wet darkness of a cave. It was not a home of convenience by any means, but it was a home of obedience.

You may have a question. He was there for you Lot. Will He be there for me? I am a man, a simple servant of Yahweh... like yourself. Your book calls me a righteous man. If you also are righteous men and women before our God... then you know even the righteous can experience weakness. Even the righteous can be faithless. Even the righteous can fear their circumstances above their God. If He is MY God through faith, He is yours as well. He will never leave you nor forsake you.

What I've come to share with you today is not merely my story, but the truth that When you are faithless... He is faithful. When you are faithless, He is faithful. So remember His faithfulness to you in the past. Remember His compassion to you... and store it up here (the mind). So that when you face those times of crisis, those times of weakness, those times of fear... your fear will not be of your circumstances, but of your God... and you CAN RUN TO THOSE MOUNTAINS... the first time. Shout for joy, O heavens; rejoice, O earth; burst into song, O mountains! For the LORD comforts his people and will have compassion on his afflicted ones.

Well, my time is up. I must go...