In the Bible, there is a story about a time when all the people had a common language, a common speech.
They all got along.
They could do anything they wanted, because they could all understand each other, work together and make a great name for themselves, so they could continue to live together in perfect harmony.
One problem, though.
There were some people, probably a small group, who kept telling them to honor their Creator, to follow His ways.
It made them kinda mad.
“We don’t need some God telling us what to do, taking away our fun, putting all these chains on us…. We will build our own tower to heaven, become powerful, well-known, show this god that we are just fine without him. And you guys, you can just leave and go do your thing, and bow down to your god.
We just don’t need you telling us what to do.”
God wasn’t pleased.
He made language differences, where, suddenly, this “oneness” of the people changed because they could no longer understand each other.
Their hearts already had the desire to do what they thought best.
Now, they thought it best to get away from these people that they couldn’t understand,
And build their own place,
Do their own thing,
“Because, we don’t want anyone telling us what we can and can’t do.”