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Way too heavy for the Cellar, I bet you're thinking. Please don't get the idea that I'm sitting here praying down fire and brimstone on everyone. Quite the opposite.
It's just that some things can't be too heavy for the Cellar.
Look at it this way.
If I accidentally kill a gnat, oh well, you know? How can I walk around long breathing in and out and brushing my hair out of my face WITHOUT killing a gnat once in a while?
If I accidentally kill my neighbor's dog, that is not a good thing at all. I would feel terrible. So would the neighbor, and it would probably be tough to stay on genuine speaking terms. Our relationship as neighbors may very likely suffer permanent ruin.
If I accidentally kill my neighbor, the stakes are obviously upped. I would feel more than terrible, and the consequences would be lifelong and far-reaching for all involved families.
If I accidentally kill my country's president or a vehicle full of national heroes--I might as well count myself dead for all the value "living" would have after such a travesty. It would not matter a speck at that point whether or not I "felt bad." What would matter massively is the huge ramifications of my action, reverberating over the entire hemisphere, marking up history itself.
I'm being ridiculous here. Deliberately so. My point is this:
The more important the individual you offend is, the more serious your offense against him is, and the more serious the consequences of your actions are. It is a correlative thing.
Make light of a gnat--nothing heavy about that. Make light of the One who designed everything from millions of galaxies full of supposedly-coincidental gas cloud formations down to the intricacies of a gnat's wings and digestive or reproductive systems--that's heavy.
A "harmless" jab at me would be quite a light offense. A "harmless" jab at an infinite Being is proportionately infinitely offensive. Making light jokes about God is always heavy.
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