“You’re missing something.”

 

“What?!”

 

“You’re missing something.  Don’t get me wrong, I love what you’ve done with the place, but it just feels like something is missing.”

 

“Hmm, I think I see what you mean.  There’s no purpose.”

 

“Yeah, they’re just milling around down there with no clue.  You need something more aware.  Something down there that knows about us up here.  Something to watch over the experiment when you’re too busy with us.”

 

“I am very busy.  Perhaps I should make someone dominion over all the earth.”

 

“Now you’re talking!  And you should make them worship us!”

 

“Worship us?”

 

“Yeah, so they know who’s in charge!  You know how scientists can be; too focused on the experiment they’re working on and unaware of what’s happening in the cosmos around them.  When they make their reports we can be in our full glory!  I can see it now!  They’ll kneel at our majesty.”

 

“’Our majesty’?”

 

“They will beg us for intervention to test new theories, and we, in our infinite wisdom shall intervene where we will, and ignore whom we shall ignore.”

 

“You’re getting carried away aren’t you?”

 

“What?”

 

“What makes you think they will even know about the angels?  You are completely unnecessary to this experiment.”

 

“As You will.”

 

“I’m glad to hear you remember that.”

 

“Why are you doing it that way?  Why don’t you just speak them into existence like everything else?
 

”These will be different.  These vessels are of this earth and to this earth they shall return.  But you do have a point I will give them something different; a bit of me.”

 

“No!  You can’t do that!”

 

“I forget, what makes it ok for you to talk to the Great Creator that way?” 

 

“Do forgive me, God, but you have really gone too far!  These creatures are just monitors for a science experiment.  Why would you give them such a great gift that you have withheld even from your angels?”

 

“You dwell hear with me.  They are far away on this little bit of earth.  Existence is never easy, and they are so frail.  I should be with them always.  They will be my children.”

 

“You don’t need children.  You have the universe, you have us.  The host loves you!”

 

“Poor Lucifer!  You don’t see the deficiency My youth created in you.  You must love Me.  To these beings I will give free will.  Those who love me will love me because they choose to, not because they have to.  Through them I will give Myself the greatest gift.”

 

“Are we nothing to you?”

 

“Enough!  I will no longer tolerate your disrespect!  Be gone from My sight!”

 

In the dark cloud of brimstone that followed Lucifer’s departure, God knew he’d be a great deal of trouble for his new creation.  Such a shame!  The conflicts with Lucifer were often the catalyst for some of her most creative work. 

 

She thought about this as she set about molding her clay.  What kind of trouble will Lucifer give them?  A million thoughts made themselves known at once.  “I will be with them, but they are so weak that will not be enough.  I have given them free will to love me, so I will also give them love between one another.  Yes, it’s not good for a Man to be alone.  They will be sure to help one another with love.” 

 

With that, God breathed upon the clay, at once making it complete and bestowing her gifts.