By faith the prostitute Rahab, because she welcomed the spies, was not killed with those who were disobedient. Hebrews 11, verse 31.
God likes hookers. God loves whores.
Yes, I said that. God loves prostitutes, murderers, thieves, liars, adulterers, cheaters, haters, and Democrats. Excepting that last category, God loves all those kinds of people who flagrantly violate the Ten Commandments He gave to Moses on Mount Sinai. And, yes, God loves Democrats, too, (and Republicans, Libertarians, Antifa thugs, and KKK neo-Nazi punks who really need to get a clue).
You know one place you could lump all those people together? Answer: a church. Churches are spiritual hospitals, places for sick twisted freaks to go to get better, to receive medicine, to give of themselves to someone who doesn’t deserve all their disease but wants to take it anyway. More than that, worship is the time to commune with the God who loves us despite everything we do to piss Him off. He loves everyone, even the neo-Nazis, Democrats, and those other bad actors.
Know how we can know that? Rahab. Rahab was a hooker living in Jericho. She had heard about this God; Jehovah, Yahweh, IAM; she had heard about Him through the grapevine and she believed He was real. She had heard the stories about this massive nation that God had brought out of slavery in Egypt. When Joshua sent spies into Jericho to scope it out, Rahab hid them because she respected God and wanted to know more of Him. She who had earned her living in sin on her back wanted to turn from how that made her feel and live. She didn’t want to die; she didn’t want to be killed when Israel took the town. So she hid the Israelite spies in her home and made them promise they would spare her and hers when they overran Jericho.
And that’s what happened. Rahab the prostitute, Rahab the damn dirty sinner whore believed in a God she had only heard about as a rumor. When presented with facts of His existence (the Israelites), she immediately believed. She believed out of fear but then she believed out of hope. She understood that this God unknown to her had proven Himself to be all He said He was through keeping His word. Rahab wanted to live and she believed God was the only way she could. She was right. And she was a hooker. She was considered the worst of sinners.
How about you? Are you a prostitute? Do you whore yourself out for nothing? How many whores will you see in church on Sunday morning? Look around. There’ll be quite a few even if they make their livings wearing a suit and tie. Or if they have the perfect family and the perfect blonde hair. I wonder how many of us have the faith that Rahab had. Not to be Dave the Downer but I’m betting there are few. Just this week, an astounding thing happened to me. I found a woman lying in the middle of the road. This was a four-lane road very early in the morning, and she was passed out, lying up against a concrete barrier. She was uninjured despite lying down in the middle of a highway. The policeman and I surmised she was high on some kind of drug. To make the story short, I called the police, an ambulance came to take her for a check-out, and it appears the woman would be just fine.
Yet do you know what amazed me? While I was waiting beside her on the road, protecting this stranger from harm, probably a dozen cars whizzed by. Any one of them could have run over both of us; we could easily have been killed. Yet any one of them could have stopped to help, even just to investigate, and none of them did. Remember Jesus’ story of the good Samaritan? Well, I’m no good Samaritan and I’m not worth the dust on Jesus’ feet. I’m just a guy who found someone who needed help.
But those other people who kept driving after seeing this woman flat on the road? It looks like they aren’t even hookers with a heart like Rahab. Maybe they were frightened themselves. Maybe they couldn’t stop for some other reason. Or maybe they just didn’t give a damn. Whores. At least Rahab believed and then put her nascent belief into action. She didn’t have to help, but she wanted to because she wanted to live. She wanted the hope of this God.
And she received it. Remember: God loves hookers, too.
For further reading: Joshua 2:1, Joshua 9:14, Joshua 6:22-25, Luke 10: 25-37, James 2:25.
Lord, help me to have the faith of Rahab the prostitute. And bless & forgive those who can’t or won’t help others in time of need.