“Escape for your life. Do not look back or stop anywhere in the valley. Escape to the hills, lest you be swept away.” – Genesis 19:17
I was born through Gibbs Corner, but grew up through Hay Street. Back then there was no suburb; “Over-the Hill” went from the Fort hill to Rocky Road now known as Plantol Street. Collins Wall was like the Berlin Wall, literally separating the haves from the have nots.
Bain Town was the west and Fox Hill was the rest. As a matter of fact, Fox Hill was like an Out Island and to me was strange looking. My late father being the preacher/teacher he was took me along with him on preaching assignments and I got to know the island and its people well. Further there were family members living in Fox Hill and we often visited his cousin, Mena. Then my mother’s people, the Edgecombes settled in Fox Hill.
Growing up we also knew everybody – who had and who did not have which was the majority. McCollough Corner, east and west; Mason’s Addition, Anderson Street, Goal Alley, Lewis Street and Hay Street were the bastion of “what’s happening” Bahamian families. We got to follow the scents of pots on the stove and knew when there was a wonderful change in menu – sausage to corned beef.
We also knew all the “funny” men in our neighborhood. Apart from visible feminine walk, high pitched talk and gesticulation, and slick to the bone hair which was always covered when not dressed for going out, we saw or heard nothing even though we were always buying their bread and tarts. God rest the dead. Joe, I still remember I owe you a penny.
Surburbia, for us as a people came about after 1967, when we moved from Hay Street to Englerston, East Street South. I was frustrated and told daddy that he was taking us in the bush to live – being some 300 feet from what used to be the Bank of Nova Scotia on East Street and Wulff Road. Today the homestead is well maintained out of the bush.
Jesus was an iterant preacher – he went from place to place teaching and preaching the Word. The open space with the heaven being a canopy was the natural amphitheater for the hearers, as he spoke from rocky elevations.
The Book of Genesis opens up in full drama – the Creation in chapter one of earth, heaven, man, beast and all that we see. Chapter two – the making of woman and the institution of marriage. Chapter three is man’s shameful fall; chapter four, the birth, trade and religion of Cain and Abel, the murder of Abel and the curse of Cain.
Our text today takes us to the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah. This is the city where Lot, the man of God, lived after he separated from his uncle Abraham. This is the city where all gays lived. As far as they were concerned, the angels were men and that was their preference.
Sodom and Gomorrah was so steeped in this immoral sin that God made a decision to shut the town down by destroying it with fire. He sent angels to warn Lot to leave immediately and not to look back. Lot fled to the mountain with his two daughters. Once there, his two daughters got him drunk and incapable, had sex with him and bore him two sons, Moab and Ben-ammi.
Today, don’t be bitter for the way you are because your cure is in the Blood of Jesus. He left the splendor of heaven because of you. If you would humble yourselves, pray, seek God’s face and turn from your sinning, you will become a new person in thoughts words and deeds.’
What a powerful instructive command comes to us today. Wherever or whatever you are, and you know that you are a resident of “danger land”, time gives you the opportunity to escape for thy life; look not behind thee. Neither stay thou in the plain, escape to the mountain, lest thou be destroyed. I pray to God that you will quickly race for the cure.
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