Goodness is not universally loved. Even little children not too far along in life will reveal jealousy, envy, spite. The sweetest little thing will manifest another dimension. As adults, with a little practice we learn to control our responses. Most of us are full of foibles, blemished, and marred.
Human virtue is, after all, rather limited.
And so it's easy to justify ourselves. But I've known him on days when he wasn't so patient. I can remember a day when he was very stingy to me. Not merely driven out of His land as a child, driven out of His town as an adult, but all His life haunted, hunted, hated. And in the end, at thirty-three, done to death with a viciousness that is appalling.