Chapter 77: The Burning House
When I was young, I never imagined a moment like this would come to me.
The Emperor is such a person. Someone so far removed from a commoner like me.
Although it doesn’t change the fact that he is ultimately just one person, the place where he lives is so different. I didn’t expect to meet him like this, let alone have him summon me first, but I must not forget what my role is.
What the Lord is trying to do through me.
The Lord knows how people should live correctly, but the words He speaks are not easily heard by the people of this world.
Some people are pained by the sufferings of life, living only for the present, not knowing what the future will bring. The Lord is well aware of that fact.
Imagine a house where raging flames leap out of the fireplace and begin to engulf the floor, ceiling, and household goods. In the living room of that house, two children are distracted playing with toys, unaware that the house is being engulfed in smoke and flames.
At this time, the father of these children sees the black smoke rising and shouts to the children.
He cries out to his beloved children to quickly run out of the burning house, but that cry does not reach the children who are absorbed in play. They will notice when the flames reach their feet, but by then it will be too late and everything will have gone beyond the point of no return.
Fortunately, this wise father knows well that people move in pursuit of gain. He takes out new toys and pretty dolls from the bag he is holding and shouts - My children! My kids. Here are some great toys. If you come out of the house, I will give these to you.
Only then do the children, blinded by the toys, run out of the house. The burning house collapsed, and the children, who had moved in pursuit of desire, seldom saw their father again, but they succeeded in saving themselves after their hearts were moved by the means of salvation their father had offered.