When I was a child I used to think that God was a super parent, a supreme judge of the Supreme Court. I have concluded that God is just a crazy artist.
Why else would this world be so beautiful? Why else would the clouds be so wonderfully every changing? Only an artist, a sprite driven to be constantly creating would have made the eyes of a fly so full of color and form.
Who else but an artist would create a creation the keeps on recreating itself? Who else but an artist would have created something so wonderfully inefficient like the song of a bird? Or created something as peaceful as a lake, as restful as a sunset and has warm as a hug?
Like God, we earn earn our keep through creativity, have to be open and permit the crazy artist who is inside us all to come out and play.