God was sitting on his favorite cloud, his eyes directed at Planet Earth, his forehead set winth deep wrinkles.
There was a puzzled expression on his otherwise peaceful face that was surrounded by a mass of snow-white, whipped cream-like hair and beard. He was dressed in his usual,: a light- blue and white toga, —Greek God style— and was wearing a pair of sandals.
“Joseph,” he turned to the honest-faced man with a black beard next to him, “Joseph, you have lived among them,; you know them. Can you explain to me why ist its that every time I look at Earth, all I can see is greed, violence, death and deception, even after two thousand and seventy years of Christianity? You know that I intended men to live in peace. I gave them everything necessary for a good life. I made sure the planet is fertile enough to nourish billions of people and animals. As you know, Satan tried to cross my plans, but I had sent down my son to redeem them from their sins. I even gave them the Ten Commandments to live by.””

He paused, looking sad. “All my efforts were in vain."