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I begin with an old story. There was a Levite from a village far away in the hill country of Ephraim who was traveling through Judah returning home. He and his party were near Jerusalem and it was getting late, and his companions said, “Let us spend the night here.” But the Levite said, “We do not belong to this people; we will continue on.”
So they passed by and went on their way; and the sun went down on them near Gibeah, which belongs to Benjamin. They turned aside there, to go in and spend the night at Gibeah. He went in and sat down in the open square of the city, but no one took them in to spend the night. At evening there was an old man coming from his work in the field. The man was from the hill country of Ephraim, and he was residing in Gibeah. When the old man looked up and saw the wayfarer in the open square of the city, he said, ‘Where are you going and where do you come from?’ He answered him,
‘We are passing from Bethlehem in Judah to the remote parts of the hill country of Ephraim, from which I come… Nobody has offered to take me in… The old man said, ‘Peace be to you. I will care for all your wants; only do not spend the night in the square.’ So he brought him into his house, and fed the donkeys; they washed their feet, and ate and drank. (Judges 19:14-21)
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Ched Myers 