THE BRIDGE




A man riding his Harley was riding along a California beach when
suddenly the sky clouded above his head 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
over anytime I want.'


The Lord said, 'Your request is materialistic, think of the enormous
challenges for that kind of undertaking; the supports required reaching the
bottom of the Pacific and the concrete and steel it would take! 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 could possibly help mankind.'


The biker thought about it for a long time.
Finally, he said, 'Lord, I wish that I and all men could understand women;
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, why she snaps and complains when I try to help, and how I can make a
woman truly happy.'


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