Finger Painting with God

Color me the devil in a hue of character on an empty
canvas. Use God’s finger as a brush, mixing in a swirl the
breath of life and sweat of his divine brow. A pigment of
sublime imagination, red as the blood of a martyred son.

Paint me the exquisite pain of Heavens Hell that inspires
holy and pious pleasure, in excruciating detail… Creation!
Spend an eternity in seven days molding a universe out of
nothing… Let… there… be… something!

The darkness is too dark, the light is too light.
Love is too wonderful… let there be hate.
Eroticize the strokes in great waves of gray.
Splashing soul with choice,
with the fire and ice of freewill. Fill it with spirit…

And leave them wanting.