What would you do if you were God?
We’re talking about the Supreme Being; the Almighty; the Alpha and Omega; the Big Cheese; the Head Honcho; the Man in the Sky. You get the picture.
Many of us behave as though we are God. We erroneously think the world revolves around us. Trust me, I’ve been there before.
But if you had all of eternity on your hands and were just hanging out by yourself in infinite space, what would you do?
The first you could do is absolutely nothing. Just hang out and admire the nothingness.
But that would get boring pretty darned quickly.
So you might think of creating some stuff.
What to create… hmmmm…
How about filling the space with hamsters. You can never have too many hamsters.
Well, I suppose maybe you can have too many hamsters. Besides, if there was nothing but hamsters can you imagine the mess?
Alright, so back to vast and infinite space with no time constraints.
Let’s make something out of matter.
Stars and planets could be a good place to start. Swirling galaxies would rock, especially ones that others would never get to see. Oh wait.. there are no others. Yet.
I suppose as God you could create all kinds of fancy pieces of planets and masses of gases (is this turning into a Dr. Seuss story?)
But even that would get old. And you would still be stuck with yourself. Boring.
I guess what you do next would depend on what kind of God you were.
Are you a malevolent being seeking to wreak havoc on your own creation like a toddler playing with matches?
Are you a non-committed being who would put things in motion and then walk away without a care?
Or would you be a loving God that is interested in just doing good?
Personally, I would opt for the latter. A loving God would be a good choice. Because if I wasn’t a loving God I can’t imagine how any of my creation would have the capacity to love. (Of course at this point I wouldn’t have created any beings… stay with me.)
I think of it this way. I’m all alone. I am by my very character “love”. So what do I long for more than anything else?
Why someone to love, of course! I’m totally all about relationship.
That’s it. I’m decided.
I will create a chunk of rock and make it habitable for life. Life. I like the sound of it. In fact, I just made it up.
To make the rock a place where life can thrive and flourish, I’ll put some things in place. Let’s see, water, sky, land, a sun, a moon and an orbital path to keep things moving.
But I’ve got to be careful. If I place it to close to the sun, everything will fry. And if I place the rock too far from the sun, everything will freeze. That’s okay. I’m God and I have it all figured out. You think Rainman could do calculations in his head? Pffft. Nothing to it.
Now we bring on the life. Oh, this will be fun!
Grass. Flowers. Trees.
Birds. Cows. Hamsters. (You had to know those would resurface, right?)
This little rock of mine is absolutely teaming with life! I’m a pretty-darned good Creator if I do say so myself.
But now, it’s time for the coup-de-grace. This is the moment I have been waiting for. When I speak this next bit into existence I’m going to do something that even impresses myself.
I’m going to put a bit of my divine spark IN my creation! Yeah, I think it’s pretty clever if I do say so myself.
And so I create a living being in my own image. I’ll call him “man.” That way I can say to him, “Hey man, what’s up?”
He appears and looks a bit puzzled. He’s got that “Um, who am I and what am I doing here” look about him.
I introduce myself and it’s all he can do to contain his joy. He’s thinking, “So you are my Creator and you want to hang with me? Cool!”
I just LOVE this little fellas! He’s intelligent, creative, fun, industrious and so much more.
He goes on to check out the funky critters I have made. But I notice there is something wrong.
The man says, “So I’m pretty impressed by everything you’ve made. I mean, that huge grey critter with the trunk is pretty awesome. These trees are really tall. And the mountains? Whoa. Dude. Seriously massive! But what’s with this fuzzy, purring thing walking around my legs?”
To which I would reply, “Oops.”
But seriously, as the man continues to look at the creatures he realizes something is missing. There is not ONE creature there to cook him a meal or do his laundry! (It’s a joke, ladies…)
Actually, what the man discovers is that he is the only one of his kind. And even though I’m hanging out with him, he feels a bit lonely.
“I can fix that,” says I. Because I can fix anything, you know.
Man takes a nap and I do a little parlor trick. Turns out I put an extra rib in him. He won’t miss it. Ala-kazam!
Man awakens and sees this incredibly beautiful creature standing next to him. This creature is like him, yet it is somewhat different.
It is softer, for one thing. It has these wonderful big eyes and thick lips. And, the body on this creature is the most amazing thing Man has ever seen!
He takes one look and shrieks, “Whoa! Man!”
I laugh and take great pleasure in his discovery. And I’m good with the whole “woman” name if thats what he wants. The two of them take to each other like cheese and crackers, salt and pepper, and government and corruption.
And like that, my work is done. I’m pleased with my efforts. It’s perfect. So I think I’ll chill out for a bit, letting these two get to know each other better.
I tell them that I am here for them any time. I really enjoy their company and they really enjoy mine. We can hang out and talk about whatever they want. Plus, they like coming to me because the pure love that is Me fills them with everything they could ever want, need or desire.
But before I go, I remind them that I am God and they are not. And I warn them that everything I have is theirs with one exception.
I placed a tree smack dab in the middle of their paradise and told them to stay away from it. If they picked the fruit from this tree, things would go very bad.
I HAD to come up with something to put there. And I had to give them some way to get in trouble.
After all, I wasn’t interested in creating robots that would do whatever I told them to do. What is the satisfaction in having a robot do what you ask?
So I came up with an interesting concept which I called “free will.”
Since I am love, I want my creation to have a choice in whether they love me back. No loving being can force another to love in return.
The tree with the fruit was there amongst all the awesome stuff I created just so I could give man and woman an opportunity to exercise their free will.
Of course, I knew what would happen. Whenever you give free will to a living thing it inevitably will choose to exercise its autonomy. It’s okay. I’m not surprised.
Sure, it hurts me that they choose to eat the fruit I forbade them to eat. But it will be that much more beautiful when they come back to me and say they are sorry.
And I have a plan. I will populate the entire rock with millions and millions of men and women. All of them will be born not knowing where they came from. Scores of them will see little more than what is before their eyes. They will be very similar to the man and the woman who choose to disobey me.
But many of them will recognize my handiwork and seek me out. And when they seek me they will find me. I just want them to look because I’m not that hard to find.
I’ll give them opportunities to recognize my love. I’ll even do some cool stuff that they’ve never seen before.
Unfortunately, it won’t matter. They will still miss the point.
And in missing the point they strive against each other. The fight, bicker, quarrel, steal and wreak general havoc with each other’s lives.
They know that something is wrong… something is missing in their lives.
But rather than look to me to fill what is missing, they turn to anything and everything as a substitute.
Drugs, alcohol, food, work, television, video games, and even each other. They somehow believe that they can push these things into the hole that is designed for only Me to fill. Whatevs…
Sigh… I guess there’s only one way to get through to them.
I’m going to have to go down to teach them a few things about love and sacrifice.
This part won’t be easy…