Imagine you live in a country run by a tyrant who arbitrarily kills his subjects. Then one day, when this tyrant is doing his powerwalk around the royal park, you spit roast some fatty meat in the park where he is going to pass by. When he is getting close to you, he can smell the pleasing aroma of your roast which makes him hungry. You offer him to have some of roast. He is delighted and says to you: DBT, your kindness in offering me this piece of meat has made me realise that from now on I have to be kind and loving to all subjects of mine.
After that, the tyrant returns to earth as a man and sacrifices himself for all sin. As he moves from his flesh into spirit he goes the the imprisoned spirits of those he wiped from the earth before the spit roast and makes proclamation of some kind. What, we don't really know but it has to do with the gospel. Still the tyrant doesn't meet DBT9s expectations. The tryant has to meet this higher standard. The higher standard of the real God.
