Why?

The father looked towards his children with a sadness that grew. His eyes grew teary as the disobedience increased. The tears fell like a stormy sea. “My Children,” he cried in a voice old and wise, “how can you do this to me? In your disobedience is destruction. How can you not see? Your inflictions of pain are hurtful to everyone. They are contrary to you and to me.”

The disobedience increased and a wail of vengeance bellowed forth from the world of the ignorant. The children had turned their eyes towards themselves and their pleasure, forsaking all else. The freedom they once had was lost, as they were enslaved to their passions.

As the scream for revenge entered the ears of the father his tears began to flow. “My children,” he cried in a voice of love and authority, “why won’t you stop? Your acts are tearing apart the family we are. Stop the selfishness, my children! Stop!” The father explained and showed the might of his arms. He warned them in love. He spoke to them of the disobedience and the pain they had inflicted.

Some children repented and begged their father forgiveness. The repentant were freed but the ignorant children turned blindly away and continued their insubordination. They believed in themselves and forgot from whom they came.

“My children,” he called in voice strong and inflamed, “Stop your disobedience! You do not know the consequences. Disobedience calls for justice!” His tears now grew like rivers and gathered in sorrow. Called by the disobedience justice was nearing. In a last song the wise father called, “My beloved, look what you have done to your brothers, sisters, and to me. How could you? Look what I have given you! Your life and your food, your shelter and joy! My very being, my life, and my blood, have been offered for you that you might live.”

And the wail of vengeance rang like a scream. It resonated, grew, and raced towards the tears. The barriers broke and the sorrow was unleashed. All grew dark as the evil vanished.

And in the darkness the father sobbed for his children. “Why, my beloved? Would you not see? Why did you refuse my love.”