A Bridge to Hawaii

A biker was riding along the beach when suddenly the sky formed clouds above his head and, in a booming voice, the Lord said, “You have been very faithful to me, so I will grant you one wish.”

Stunned and confused, the biker pulled over, looked up, and said, “Build me a bridge to Hawaii so I can ride over anytime I want!”

The Lord replied, “Your request is materialistic. Think of the enormous challenges for that kind of undertaking. The supports required to reach the bottom of the ocean! The amount of concrete and steel it would take to build! It will nearly exhaust several natural resources. I can do it, but it is hard for me to justify your desire for worldly things. Take a little more time and think of something that would honor and glorify me.”

The biker sat and thought about it for a long time. Finally he looked up and said, “Lord, I wish that I could understand my wife. I want to know how she feels inside, what she’s thinking when she gives me the silent treatment, why she cries, what she means when she says nothing’s wrong, and how I can make a woman truly, truly happy.”

The Lord replied, “You want two lanes or four on that bridge?”