Sunday, November 21, 2010

Jael, Wife of Heber

My husband moved us away to this place,
A lonely tent with a single oak tree.
Away from our people; Israelites
All around us, and not a friend for me.

Then the wars began, and he left me here.
He even made a pact before he went,
And told me to side with the Canaanites.
I went crazy, hiding inside the tent.

Sisera, Canaan’s leader, fled on foot --
He pleaded for a place to hide, a bed,
A drop of water. What a coward!
And so I drove the tent peg through his head.

They tell me God planned for me to do it,
That I fulfilled Deborah’s prophecy.
What hogwash. All I know is that at last
Heber leaves all decisions up to me.


November 18, 2010
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