His splendor covered the heavens,and the earth was full of his praise. His brightness was like the light; rays flashed from his hand; and there he veiled his power. —Habakkuk 3:3b & 4, NIV
And He kept answering, "Not yet."
Why did He wait so long to create human, they asked? It didn't take him too long to paint the butterflies, or to name each and every one of the stars. He also commanded the heavens to split up when it ran, and He teached the ground to belt some water out of its core when neccesary! Why did He leave human last?
He took a bit of clay and gave it human shape. He sang and whistled, maybe even talked to the piece. There were some things He said to it: "You'll be gorgeous...You'll be My prize...You'll rule the world with Me soon...I love you...I love you...I Am with you...I love you..." He asked the angels to leave Him alone with this creation, for He will reveal it to them on its own. And His Son rejoiced with thim: celebrating, crafting human's eyes, crafting human's hair, crafting human's ears out of the broken clay. It was day, or it was night, but they kept toiling, all right—the light they carried inside burned so bright that the enemy couldn't know what they were making, as he was blinded by such pure and innocent light.
Then came the day, the moment where every heavenly being would learn what was that human they were talking about.
But then, human walked. Human talked. Human ate from the bounty that was given to him. But they noticed, something sparked in his eye. Something inside him was full of the purest light the world has ever seen...