Direly Disrupted, Disturbed, Damned

A malfunctioning house, in fact. This causes 

the head of the household great pain. He has always 

demonstrated great patience with his children

urging them to become all that they could possibly be.

 To ingrain in them the knowledge that they were gifted 

with free will, and that in recognition of this gift they had 

a responsibility to exercise their decision-making with 

intelligence and sensitivity. Basically, toward others.

This, they have not done. And the paterfamilias grieves. 

Heaven knows, he has tried. He has done his utmost 

to teach his children. His is a firm, even-handedly 

instructive method. He does, mind, demand respect

both for himself and his uncompromising values. 

There is right and there ismost decidedly, wrong

and the choice between the two cannot be compromised. 

He demands justice.

The father stands in judgement of his children

he exhorts them to conform, willingly, eagerly, to 

his edicts and commands. This is the responsibility 

of a father, to guide offspring reflecting the best 

that can possibly be, always aspiring to reach a 

pinnacle of highly developed sensibilities and 

respectful of the civil code their father has taught them.

Their father is also a strict disciplinarian. Although 

quite capable of compassion and loving kindness. 

 So he says. When the occasion demands. 

The occasion, unfortunatelyis too frequently demanding 

of discipline, to bring his errant children back 

to the path of the righteous way their father 

expects of them to tread with humility.

How can he be kind and loving when they insult 

his expectations for them? He mourns his children's 

growing propensity to bitterness between one another. 

Their constant fault-finding with one another. 

Most of all, it grieves him to see that child that was 

most gifted with original revelation of their father's 

divine presence scorned and victimized and 

tormented by his brothers.

An unpleasing sight to a father wishful that his 

progeny behave as he would wish them to. All the 

more so that he has spent so much eternal time 

patiently attempting to teach them the way. 

They pretend to listen, then find innumerable 

reasons why that way is not amenable to their 

aspirations. Forgetting who it is 

that gave them life and opportunity.

Pity the father. His investment in humane 

instruction has gone awry.

Creation of Adam by Michelangelo