A Quote from Capon that is more fun than a barrell of monkeys!

"Let me tell you why God made the world.

afternoon, before anything was made, God the Father, God the Son and
God the Holy Ghost sat around in the unity of their Godhead discussing
one of the Father’s fixations. From all eternity, it seems he had had
this thing about being. He would keep thinking up all kinds
of unnecessary things—new ways of being and new kinds of beings to be.
And as they talked, God the Son suddenly said, “Really, this is
absolutely great stuff. Why don’t I go out and mix us up a batch?” And
God the Holy Ghost said, “Terrific, I’ll help you.” So they all pitched
in, and after supper that night, the Son and the Holy Ghost put on this
tremendous show of being for the Father. It was full of water and light
and frogs; pine cones kept dropping all over the place and crazy fish
swam around in the wineglasses. There were mushrooms and grapes,
horseradishes and tigers—and men and women everywhere to taste them, to
juggle them, to join them and to love them. And God the Father looked
at the whole wild party and he said, “Wonderful! Just what I had in
mind! Tov! Tov! Tov!” And all God the Son and God the Holy Ghost could think of to say was the same thing. “Tov! Tov! Tov!” So they shouted together “Tov meod!”
and they laughed for ages and ages, saying things like how great it was
for things to be, and how clever of the Father to think of the idea,
and how kind of the Son to go to all that trouble putting it together,
and how considerate of the Spirit to spend so much time directing and
choreographing. And forever and ever they told old jokes, and the
Father and the Son drank their wine in unitate Spiritus Sancti, and they all threw ripe olives and pickled mushrooms at each other per omnia saecula saeulorum. Amen.

is, I grant you, a crass analogy; but crass analogies are the safest.
Everybody knows that God is not three old men throwing olives at each
other. Not everyone, I’m afraid, is equally clear that God is not a
cosmic force or a principle of being or any other dish of celestial
blancmange we might choose to call him. Accordingly, I give you the
central truth that creation is the result of a Trinitarian bash, and
leave the details of the analogy to sort themselves out as best they

One slight elucidation, however. It is very easy, when
talking about creation, to conceive of God’s part in it as simply
getting the ball rolling—as if he were a kind of divine billiard cue,
after whose action inexorable laws took over and excused him from
further involvement with the balls. But that won’t work. This world is fundamentally unnecessary. Nothing has to
be. It needs a creator, not only for its beginning, but for every
moment of its being. Accordingly, the Trinitarian bash doesn’t really
come before creation; what actually happens is that all of
creation, from start to finish, occurs within the bash—that the
raucousness of the divine party is simultaneous with the being of
everything that ever was or will be. If you like paradoxes, it means
that God is the eternal contemporary of all of the events and beings in

From Robert Capon’s book, The Romance of the Word

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