The Great Chain on Urantia (Chapter 8, page 2 of 4)

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Chapter 8

"They do. Yes they do, but you know, they're a bit different. Living in a monastery is not like living in a town. I suppose they have a lot of customs that are strange to you. And you most likely do a lot of things that would seem kind of weird to them. I guess."

"I suppose so. Hey, see that girl over there? The one with long hair? She speaks English."

"Yes, she talked to me once. She asked me what religion I was! I said Roman Catholic, and she just walked away. Not a word, just walked away. Do you know her?"

"No, not really. But her family is Dutch-Canadian, from Toronto. They're business people. Her name is Ietje, Ietje Schuurman. Somebody said she goes into the bushes with the boys and pulls her pants down. What do you think of that?"

"I don't know. Let's go to the square and look at all the shops."


The boys spend several hours wandering around the business area. Jack doesn't know the language at all and Jim very little, so they don't speak to anyone.

Jack takes an orange, and puts it in his pocket.

"Jack, what the hell are you doing?"

"What do you mean?"

"You just took that orange!"

"Yes, that's right. What's wrong with that? Don't you like oranges?"

"Yes, I like oranges. But I don't just take one any old time. That's stealing!"

"Stealing! I just took one orange! Look at the big pile of oranges. You can't even tell one is gone. What's wrong with that? When I want some food at the monastery, I just take it. Brother Rudolph never says anything about it."

"No, Jack. You don't understand. At the monastery you're at home, part of a large family. As a family member, or maybe as a boarder, you can take food that way and not pay for it. But this here is different.

Those oranges belong to the man in the shop. He makes his living by trading fruit and vegetables. He gets in a big lot of them for a low value and trades smaller lots for a higher value.

It would be easier to explain if they used money over here. But anyway, you're taking something that he needs, to make a living. That's stealing. You're stealing."

"Wow. I guess I did a wrong thing. But isn't he doing something wrong too? If he bought them for a certain value, then that's what they're worth. By trading them for a higher amount, isn't he cheating? He didn't make them worth more, did he?"

"No, he didn't make them worth more. But look, no matter how you slice it or try to put some blame somewhere else, you took something that wasn't yours. And that's stealing. If you go around doing that, you'll get caught and someone will punish you.

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