I had this ant farm when I was a kid. I loved it! Watched them carefully, threw some rotting vegetation in once in a while for food. Hell I even named a couple of them. One day I realized I hadn't looked at it in a long time.
The ants were all dead and mold was forming on some of the surfaces. I felt pangs of guilt and then moved on to my next project.
I think God stopped coming by and watching us a long time ago. S/He's moved onto other other more interesting projects. We're on our own.
Uzzah