Michael Dewalt is a humanities teacher and junior high assistant football coach at Cair Paravel Latin School in Topeka, KS. There he also serves as a member of the Integrated Humanities Committee and Academic Committee. His undergrad studies are from Word of Life Bible Institute and Clarks Summit University and his graduate studies are from Puritan Reformed Theological Seminary and Faith Theological Seminary. He is a member of Grace Evangelical Presbyterian Church in Lawerence, KS, the Evangelical Theological Society, and the American Society of Church History, and winner of the Zwingli Prize Award at the Calvin500 Conference & Tour in 2009. Michael blogs at Gospel-Centered Musings, has written numerous articles for Logo’s Calvin500, Place for Truth a voice of the Alliance of Confessing Evangelicals, and Heritage Book Talk, and is published in the Puritan Theological Journal. Michael lives in Kansas with his wife, Emily, their son Wyatt Cash, two cats Nutkin and Ariel and dog Brutus.
Driscoll takes some liberties with the narrative but I don’t think he’s strayed too far from the “spirit” of the texts he’s referencing… (Which seems like it’s mostly based on John’s account with a dab of Luke’s)
I’ve (obviously?) never heard this interpretation before. And it doesn’t necessarily mean that’s how it all went down. But it does make the passage make more sense.
I, like Driscoll mentioned, have always interpreted that passage to be an act of (mild) compassion. However, I guess this could explain why they just happened to have sponges and wine vinegar on hand at the scene. And it would fit with the rest of the events from that day.