In the heat of the day by the terebinths of Mamre, Abraham sat at his tent entrance. He looked up and saw three visitors standing nearby. He ran to greet them, bowed low, and said, “Please don’t pass by. Let water be brought to wash your feet, and rest under the tree. I’ll bring a bit of bread.” They agreed.
Abraham hurried to Sarah: “Quick, three seahs of choice flour! Make cakes!” He chose a tender calf, and soon he served curds, milk, and meat, standing nearby as they ate. The visitors asked, “Where is Sarah?” “In the tent,” Abraham said. One promised, “Next year Sarah will have a son.” Sarah, old and listening, laughed to herself. God said, “Why did Sarah laugh? Is anything too wondrous for God?”
Then the visitors looked toward Sodom. God spoke of the city’s great outcry, and Abraham pleaded: “What if there are fifty innocent? Forty-five? Forty… thirty… twenty… ten?” God said He would spare the city for ten.
That evening, two angels reached Sodom. Lot welcomed them into his home. When the city crowd pressed in, the angels struck them with blinding light and warned Lot to flee. At sunrise, God rained sulfurous fire on Sodom and Gomorrah. Lot escaped to Zoar, but his wife looked back and became a pillar of salt. Abraham saw smoke rising like a kiln, and God remembered Abraham and rescued Lot.