Although you are so big that you created the whole universe with all its stars and planets, you even paid attention to the tiny bugs that crawl around the earth by making them beautiful.

You are the ultimate creative artist, you painted a picture that came to life and reflects your beauty and complexity like a dusty mirror.

You did not leave your creation on a shelf even though others had designs on it, you interacted with it, cared for it and made adjustments here and there. You loved it so much that you let it change and make up its own mind.

But the creation you loved so much rebelled and didn't believe, and every step it took away from you was like a pain in your stomach. But you still didn't sell it. You became part of the creation... you lived in it!

Gently and bit by bit you carved out all the bits of the creation that had gone bad and threw them away, taking care not to take many of the good bits with them. They left scars but you left part of yourself on the earth to heal the scars.

After a long long time you sat down, looked back and were proud. Your living creation had become inconcievably more beautiful because of its suffering, but most beautiful in your creation shining like a warm white sun on everything around it were the changed hearts of the people now pure and wise and full of childlike excitement.