We tend to view Lot in a poor light. We look at him kind of sideways, with (at least) a little contempt, perhaps, and a little suspiciousness.

“You know Lot. He’s the guy that didn’t have the decency to leave the best land to his uncle Abraham (to whom it belonged in the first place).”

“Oh yeah, him! And he’s the guy that had materialism oozing out his pores, so much so that he chose to live in a city reknown to this day for its extreme wickedness.”

“Hey! And didn’t he offer his two of his daughters to a bunch of crazies?”

Oh yes indeed. We know Lot.

Do you know what the Bible calls him?

“And delivered just Lot, vexed with the filthy conversation of the wicked” (2 Peter 2:7).

Oh.

I wonder how many other people — people around me — I have misjudged.

Furthermore, would God give a similar testimony of me?

Just how just am I, and vexed (worn down, troubled, distressed) by the ungodliness and immorality around me?

Not to the same degree as “that Lot”!