“But . . .” Velia started, but she closed her mouth.

“I will work all things for good,” The Light said. “The execution of a completely innocent and guiltless man is a terrible thing. It only happened once. That sinless man was Jesus. It was worked out for good. My plan is adjusted for all potentially bad things, even immoral choices of bad people. But sin is the issue. I will not force you to take my grace. The immoral things a person does must be paid for, either by the person, or Jesus, the only perfect sacrificial substitute. A day will come when I deal with evil once and for all, but out of my mercy, I wait with patience because people are part of the issues of evil. So I exhibit longsuffering and patience toward a people who reject and or hate Me, in hopes that some might run to My prepared way of salvation and get right with Me and establish a relationship.”

The screen turned on. The images were not in focus.

“You once said people will believe what they want to believe,” The Light said. “You said that they believed a lie and a delusion. You understood that people could fall prey to such a condition.”

“That’s right,” Velia agreed. “That’s what seemed to be the case.”

“Did you ever consider that you fell victim to such a thing?” The Light responded.

“But you killed people,” Velia said hesitantly. “You killed the people known as Canaanites.”

The screen showed people of ancient times putting infants of the hands of a statue.

“Have you not read what was written?” The Light responded. “I gave My reason. The Canaanites committed perverse acts with animals and were killing their infants by burning them to their idol god. Out of mercy, I allowed them four-hundred years to repent. They had choice. But they did not stop, which resulted in their judgement.”

The screen showed a baby with black hair.

“Throughout your life, you heard the message,” The Light said. “You heard the message of forgiveness and mercy and grace. My love was sent to you. How great is My love for you that Jesus should be sent to be beaten, spat on, mocked, and crucified?”

The screen showed the baby being played with by his mother.

“Do you see that child?” The Light asked. “I love him. Can you bring a charge against me for loving him?”

“Why should I?” Velia mumbled.

“His mother loved him dearly,” The Light explained. “She saw him as her piece of heaven. And it was because of this that she named him Hevenin. It was his middle name.”

Velia observed the child.

“His mother loved him all the days of his life,” The Light said. “Hevenin went to school and had many friends. As he grew older, he got entangled in drugs. He stayed out of legal trouble, had a perfect driving record, and was liked among his peers.”

The screen showed the boy growing up. He graduated high school and entered college. Nights of studying were shown. He graduated college, received a couple of interviews, and got a job.

“On the first day of Hevenin’s new job, he never reported in for work,” The Light said.

The screen showed a house in a quiet neighborhood. The moon’s light glared on the windows.

“Hevenin made a grave decision that night,” The Light said.

“Why didn’t you just strike him dead?!” Velia blurted.

“The same reason I didn’t strike you dead all the times you sinned,” The Light said.

“You could have stopped me!” Velia shouted.

“There are many things you were guided from doing,” The Light said. “But whether it was years or a split second, you persisted, and your will was done. You hated Me for only wanting you to live by My decrees. How much more would you have despised Me if I forced you to do My will? Could I ever win you over to getting right with Me that way?”

“What do you care?” Velia retorted. “That man was living trash.”

“Can you bring a charge against me for loving Hevenin?” The Light asked. “Shouldn’t I be concerned and have the same kind of love for him as I have for you? He lost his way, just as you have. Can you govern My mercy? Do you have the perfect wisdom to decided when a father should take the life of one of his beloved to protect another?”

“He didn’t deserve mercy,” Velia said.

“Do you?” The Light said.

The screen showed Velia’s times of laughter and times of joy, regardless if it was a bad or good time in her life.

“What right did you have to be arrogant?” The Light asked.

The screen began to show times Velia spoke badly of God. “I’m more moral than some stone age garbage,” she said.

“Were you perfect?” The Light asked.

All that was apparent of Velia was her saddened look. “No,” she answered.

“How do you know?” The Light responded.

“Because I didn’t always do the right thing,” Velia said.

“Are you innocent of doing anything immoral?” The Light went on.

“No,” Velia answered. “I’m not innocent of that.”

The room began to quake. Nait saw Velia with her head lowered. He covered his eyes and ears.