Conundrum of God

He lets his sons roll, he lets his daughter merrymake.

But he... He can't play. He controls all, the heavens above are behested to him. The rivers surge and the wind blow as he directs them on his canvas. God, the Great Architect. The sculptor of worlds, the Zeitgeist of every time.

But if he can't create a game for himself, doesn't that make him not omnipotent?

God is omnipotent.

If he can control everything in creation, can he ever create something that he can't control?

If he can't, he's not all-powerful. If he can, how can he still be so?

His greatest masterpiece was an intricate game of chess. So long it was in the making that he himself neglected it halfway, lamenting his failure while watching his opponent set up his strategem. As he waited, the world he governed rotted without his munificence he once spent on it.

" Hurry, son of mine. You have kept me waiting long enough"

But though it was all on the whim of the creator, his magnanimity gave birth to a twisted sage.