Isaacaustin: "cameo...those events you are naming were after their sin...so of course they had no face to face fellowship with God at that point. "
So I have this image in my head, Isaac.
Say your grandfather tipped the boat and I fell overboard, losing my winning lottery ticket that I had just showed him.
He knew I had big plans and he ruined it for me. I have never forgiven it. And there is nothing you can do to make it up to me...but still, by damn...you owe me!
I have beat your grandfather over the head with guilt and it continues down onto you, too.
I really despise your family because of this. You can never make it up to me, but I will take from you what is available to me.
You are not worth speaking to, but I expect to pick up my fish fry dinner (your weekly atonement sacrifice) every Friday.
I really have nothing to say to you. I don't want to see you as I really have no use for you. Your face reminds me of your grandfather and it just pours salt in the old wound.
You can just leave my dinner wrapped in foil on the picnic table at 6 pm sharp and I will pick it up.
When will you get some backbone and say enough is enough?