I have pet pigeons. They do not understand their relationship with me. Nor do they understand what I do when I am around them.
What I do is good for them. It is for their benefit. But, they do not know.
I provide them pigeon feed and fresh water every day. I have built them a large pigeon coup, so they have a safe home. Pigeons are creatures of habit, so they learn where their home/nest is. So, I open their coop door every day, and they are free to roam, fly, and come back home at their leisure.
Sometimes as part of their adventures they come face to face with natural enemies—namely our neighborhood hawks. Sometimes they get away, and sometimes they don’t. It is not my intention for them to get hunted, and become food, but I give them the freedom to leave the safety of their coop. Such is life. They understand none of this.
Every day I open the cage door to provide them food and water, or to clean the coop they are scared for their lives, fearing the very being that is responsible for their wellbeing. They are afraid of their caretaker.
We, as humans, are the same way before God. Even though we may not physically seem him in our daily lives, his presence and choices frighten us because we do not understand the reason why he does things.
Photo by Mali Maeder