For what would you sacrifice freedom? Would you, as ancient Israel, chose for yourself the food of slavery? They complained against the LORD after he led them from Egypt, wanting food, and consider that they came under Pharaoh’s bondage because their fathers were starving. Notice that Satan tempted us with “fruit.” As Christ is that fountain permanently quenching all thirst, the knowledge of good and evil conversely has only emptied our bellies. Think of Esau who sold his birthright for blood colored stew; What an image of sin.
It was for freedom that we were set free, but the world clamors to be fed. Tyrants have prepared for the coming drought, and the people’s shout has arisen, “Give us a King! Let’s build a tower to heaven!”
Cursed is the ground on our account, and I contend so our languages are thus confused. In toil we win bread; if a man does not work, neither should he eat. Is starvation good? No. Is division good? No. But from fasting and solitude—and how would man find solitude if all were joined together?—lasting virtue is born. Babel is at work today, for it is not merely a contention of ideology which divides the world, which divides my country, but in speaking the same words a confusion of meaning has made communication impossible.
This is the confusion, a question of our core beliefs. So one says such is true, but this does little to settle the issue, for the other never held truth as an ultimate standard. What foundation have we? If none, then division is irreconcilable.
Thus these evils become a source of good, our deficiencies stopping us from completely enslaving ourselves at any time, and the closer we draw to unification, the more pronounced our lameness. Yet it will not always be so, for one day all kingdoms will come together, all tongues will be united.
So for what would you sell your freedom? World peace? The abolition of poverty? A bowl of soup?
For the mystery of iniquity doth already work: only he who now letteth will let, until he be taken out of the way.
2 Thessalonians 2:7