God Was a Duck

Well, not really, but in my dream he/she was. In the dream, a lot of us were at some place, some house near the water. Like a house or flat with a lot of windows. And we were waiting for some people by the water - maybe it was a boat - and these people came along and for some reason we were in a hurry and they had these large glass sheets, like trays or something, and they were telling us we had to wait, because you know, you can't rush God. (I guess we wanted to leave.) And there was God, whom they had brought, in the sink, a duck, not an ugly duck, but just a duck with water running over him (her?). For some reason water was the thing to put on God. God in the form of a duck.