And He will stretch out His hand against the north, destroy Assyria, and make Nineveh a desolation, as dry as the wilderness. The herds shall lie down in her midst, every beast of the nation. Both the pelican and the bittern shall lodge on the capitals of her pillars. Their voice shall sing in the windows. Desolation shall be at the threshold, for He will lay bare the cedar work. This is the rejoicing city that dwelt securely, that said in her heart,
“I—and none besides me.” How has she become a desolation! Zephaniah 2:13-15
Even if there were no God, there would be no way to apply for the position.
To be God, you have to be immortal.
None of us are.
To be God, you have to be totally unique, beyond comparison to anything or anyone else.
We are all the same.
To be God, you have to be able to truly say, “I am, and none besides me.”
Ninevah’s application was flatly rejected. Ours would be too.
