So I made the decision to get rid of my brother.
And now God comes to me asking me where he is. Huh, he’s asking me if I am tending after my brother. My brother is the sheep tender, he doesn’t need someone to tend after him.
And when I think God would get mad at me, because I killed Abel, he does. But he doesn’t treat me like I would treat me if I was him.
He sends me out, but he puts a protective mark on me.
Now nobody can hurt me.
But that doesn’t make sense. Because I tried to steal from Abel. And God isn’t stealing my life from me…
God’s grace is too big for me to understand.