The Sauna

This morning I had my weekly Saturday morning sauna with God.

I said to God, “I think too much.”

God said, “You always find something to complain about.”

I said, “What do you mean?”

God said, “We can’t get together without you telling me something that is wrong with your life.”

I said, “Well, if you feel that way, why do you hang out with me?”

God said, “I’m entranced by your shiny bald head.”

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