Balance
God was missing for six days. Eventually, Michael, the archangel,
found him, resting on the seventh.
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 Florida, the most glorious place on earth. There are
beautiful trees and gardens, it's surrounded by water, and days filled
with sunshine. The people from Florida are going to be handsome,
modest, 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 an all-knowing smile. "I will create California! Wait
till you see the idiots I'll put there."
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