Why else would there be so much of it? It is what we do more naturally than we breathe.
We wage war. We burn sacrifices. We pillage and tear at the flesh of our brothers. We fill great fields with our stinking dead.
To show Him that we've learned from His example.
God gives us earthquakes, hurricanes, tornadoes. He gives us mountains that spew fire onto our heads. Oceans that swallow ships.
He gives us nature, and nature is a smiling killer.
He gives us disease so that in our death we believe He gave us orifices only so that we could feel our life bleed out of them.
He gave us lust, fury, greed and our filthy hearts so that we could wage violence in His honor.
There is no moral order as pure as a storm, no moral order at all.
There is only this question-
Can my violence conquer yours?