This is a repost from January 2005
All tyrants want to be in some respect like God. They want to be all knowing, so they establish secret police and spy on people. They want to be all powerful, to control people, and they want to be everywhere, so they put up statues of themselves all over the place like Saddam or Turkenbashi. Tyrants really want to destroy diversity. In Iraq men all wore mustaches like Saddam. Tyrants want everyone to think alike, talk alike, hold to the party line.
God, however, has all these things, but does not act like a tyrant. Just look around. If God wanted to be a tyrant the world would look very different, and in fact some of us would welcome some of the changes.
Tyrants want to be like God in everything except character. God has want tyrants want except his character. Our fall was a grasping after tyranny. Our walk of redemption is a seeking after his character.
CS Lewis has a great piece from the Screwtape letters: (remember you have to read it as one demon writing another)
To us a human is primarily food; our aim is the absorption of its will into ours, the increase of our own area of selfhood at its expense. But the obedience which the Enemy demands of men is quite a different thing. One must face the fact that all the talk about His love for men, and His service being perfect freedom, is not (as one would gladly believe) mere propaganda, but an appalling truth. He really does want to fill the universe with a lot of loathsome little replicas of Himself –creatures whose life, on its miniature scale, will be qualitatively like His own, not because he has absorbed them but because their wills freely conform to His. We want cattle who can finally become food; He wants servants who can finally become sons. We want to suck in, He wants to give out. We are empty and would be filled; He is full and flows over. Our war aim is a world in which Our Father Below has drawn all other beings into himself; the Enemy wants a world full of beings united to Him, but still distinct.
Screwtape letters, pg. 46