A Bridge to Hawaii

A biker was riding along a California beach when suddenly the sky darkened above him, and in a booming voice, the Lord said,
“Because you have tried to be faithful to me in all ways, I will grant you one wish.”

The biker pulled over and said,
“Build a bridge to Hawaii so I can ride there anytime I want.”

The Lord replied,
“Your request is materialistic. Think of the enormous challenges of such an undertaking—the supports needed to reach the bottom of the Pacific, the massive amounts of concrete and steel. It would exhaust natural resources. I can do it, but it’s hard to justify your desire for worldly things. Take more time and think of something that would honor and glorify me.”

The biker thought for a long time. Finally, he said,
“Lord, I wish I could understand my wife. I want to know how she feels, 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 this wonderful woman truly happy.”

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