(Continued entry from guest blogger Terribilis)
Let’s get back on topic: me eating you. Yes, God gives everyone free will to make choices. I choose to eat you.
While in werewolf form I initially did not have free will. For the first several months I would black out during the change, and wake up in the morning with a meat hangover. After a night of hunting and feasting my belly looked as turgid as Donald Trump’s midsection.
To explain what I mean, that my free will choice to eat you is okay, I’d like to get a bit Darwinian on you (although my priest would shudder to hear me evoke that phrase). In the animal world part of survival is brute savagery. Eat and multiple, or die. The lions of the Serengeti, for example, are what Nature intends them to be: killers. The zebra thinks the lions are evil - the bad kind of evil - but Jesus does not think of the lions’ evilness as being fundamentally outside of their nature. Jesus sees the lions as committing the good kind of evil. The lions are not wrong in hunting in killing because that’s how God created them to be. Does He not see his werewolf creations as such, too? How could Jesus thus think me wrong for eating people?
Yes, lions don’t have free will, but so long as I act according to the laws of Nature and hunt and eat while using my own free will, I am sinless in the eyes of my Creator. Je “howl” donc je suis.
(to be continued)