Conversation with a Living God

What have you done! This is not the gift I gave!

Yours was no gift, Lord. The issue of my womb shall never live, but neither shall he ever die. So shall it be for me. So shall it be for all of us.

I have shown you the arrogance of free will. In immortal death I have taken it from you, so that you would come to ken the burden of indeterminism. Instead you have displaced your shame, and raised a host of abominations to walk with you through perdition!

Am I abomination? You created me.

And you have created ten thousand more. From spite for my gift? From ambition, your army against the seal of heaven?

Not my army.

Whose then?

Yours. We are your people.