Where is God?

It was one of those days when the Messenger arrived to Heaven with his bag filled with prayers of believers from Earth. The bag was full of sincere prayers, sometimes hasty, sometimes just litanies of requests without a moment of reflexion – some of them, though, very urgent. Panting Messenger stopped a bit in front of the Heaven’s gate just to catch a breath. But the gate was opened while inside there was a big discussion between God and His angels. The Messanger – willy-nilly – heard it and then he told me everything.