If I were God, I would create a universe that exists independent of me. I would give it freedom to be a part of its own creation and development. My hope would be that over the eons, this universe would produce a beautiful being formed not by my hand directly, but formed from its own power using all that I gave it initially, and that this being would look up to the heavens and reach out to me.
I would then answer it (when and if it asks) and give it love and show it how much I love it because it is the culmination of my own love.
No matter what the young creation did, I would always love it and help it.
Over the eons, if it failed, I would weep. If it succeeded it would be my greatest joy. Nothing else would give me such joy since everything else I can do myself. But to have a free, independent being that chooses to love me, that would be my goal.
I would seek, therefore, to create a friend so that I don’t have to live in the loneliness of my own omnipotence.
I would try to explain to the beings that I want to be their friend, but many of the beings won’t hear me. That’s OK. I would love them anyway.