God was missing for six days. Eventually, Michael, the archangel,
found him resting on the seventh day.
He inquired, "Where have you been?"
God smiled deeply and proudly pointed downwards through the clouds,
"Look, Michael. Look what I’ve made."
Archangel Michael looked puzzled, and said, "What is it?"
"It’s a planet," replied God, and I’ve put life on it¦ I’m going to
call it Earth and it’s going to be a place to test Balance."
"Balance?" inquired Michael, "I’m still confused."
God explained, pointing to different parts of Earth. "For example,
northern Europe will be a place of great opportunity and wealth, while
southern Europe is going to be poor. Over here I’ve placed a continent
of white people and over there is a continent of black people. Balance
in all things.
God continued pointing to different countries. "This one will be
extremely hot, while this one will be very cold and covered in ice."
The Archangel, impressed by God’s work, then pointed to a land area
and said, "What’s that one?"
"That’s Brooklyn, the most glorious place on earth. It is surrounded
by rivers and an ocean, and has forests, hills, and plains. The people
from Brooklyn are going to be handsome and beautiful, modest,
generous, compassionate, intelligent and humorous, and they are going
to travel the world. They will be extremely sociable, hardworking,
high achieving, carriers of peace and producers of good things."
Michael gasped in wonder and admiration, but then asked, "But what
about balance, God? You said there would be balance…"
God smiled, "Yes. Further south is Washington, DC. Wait ’till you
see the idiots I put there."
