Sephora: Which of my sisters did you choose?
Moses: I made no choice, Sephora.
Sephora: She was very beautiful, wasn’t she? This woman of Egypt, who left her scar upon your heart. Her skin was white as curd, her eyes green as the cedars of Lebanon, her lips, tamarisk honey. Like the breast of a dove, her arms were soft… and the wine of desire was in her veins.
Moses: Yes. She was beautiful… as a jewel.
Sephora: A jewel has brilliant fire, but it gives no warmth. Our hands are not so soft, but they can serve. Our bodies not so white, but they are strong. Our lips are not perfumed, but they speak the truth. Love is not an art to us. It’s life to us. We are not dressed in gold and fine linen. Strength and honor are our clothing. Our tents are not the columned halls of Egypt, but our children play happily before them. We can offer you little… but we offer all we have.
(here, Moses binds their wrists and hands together with a rope)
Moses: I have not little, Sephora. I have nothing.
Sephora: Nothing from some… is more than gold from others.
Moses: You would fill the emptiness of my heart?
Sephora: I could never fill all of it, Moses, but I shall not be jealous of a memory.
The decorative rope you see is not unlike the one Charlton Heston used as Moses in the fine 1959 film, The Ten Commandments, to dedicate himself to his intended, Sephora, daughter of Jethro, though newer Bibles show her name as “Zipporah”.
This wristlet had to have belonged to OurMarta. Whether it was used to betroth her to a modern day Moses, The Purging Lutheran has no idea. She never made mention of it. The truth, unfortunately, is almost always more mundane. She probably made this at Camp Lakeview, a Lutheran ministry, located in mid-Southern Indiana. Old timers, like the Hebrews, are always more practical than we modern, free thinking slaves of consumerism. A rope don’t hardly cost nothing to show love. Diamonds and other expensive jewels are shoved down our collective throats by the retail entity known as Big Profit Margin. Buy your loved one a fanciful ring or be discarded as a schmoe. Your choice, pal.
“There are three things that are too amazing for me,
four that I do not understand:
the way of an eagle in the sky,
the way of a snake on a rock,
the way of a ship on the high seas,
and the way of a man with a young woman.