The two angels arrived at Sodom during the night and encountered a man sitting at the city gate.
When Lot saw the two men approaching, he bowed low to the ground. “Please, masters,” he said. “Come stay the night with your servant and wash your feet. You can get up early and be on your way if you wish.”
“No,” they said. “We’ll spend the night on the market square.”
Lot knew better than to let the men fend for themselves in Sodom after dark, so he pressed them until they relented and followed him home. He presented a feast before his guests, and seeing from their manner that they were righteous and noble, he served bread made without yeast to symbolize the purity of their assembly.
As they were turning in for the night, they heard the shouting of an approaching mob. All the men of Sodom, young and old, surrounded every side of Lot’s house and began rattling the walls.
“Where are your guests?” one of the Sodomites shouted. “Bring them out so we can give them a proper welcome.”
A roar of laughter followed, and the banging grew louder.
Lot went outside and latched the door behind him. He said, “Please, brothers, curb your evil for one night.”
The men advanced at the threshold and Lot’s back pressed hard against the door.
“I have two daughters,” he suggested in a panic. “They’re virgins, and you can do whatever you want with them. Please spare my guests, whom I have sworn to protect.”
One of the Sodomites reached and grabbed Lot by the nape of his neck. “Down, dog!” he said.
Lot faltered, and his knees crunched on the solid ground.
Another Sodomite chimed in. “This man came to Sodom as an outsider, and now he’s playing magistrate.”
Then another, “Suppose we tie you up naked and invent new ways to violate your laws.” And yet another, “That’ll teach him to judge us by his high moral standard.”
The crowd pressed harder, some clamoring for Lot’s tunic and others shaking the latch of the door.
Suddenly, the angels appeared from inside and pulled Lot back into the house and barred the door. Those who were clawing at the threshold were struck blind and could no longer find the latch.
Amid the deafening silence that followed, the mob dispersed in confusion, assisting the blind men back to their sordid dens.
Inspiration: Genesis 19