Who’s the Greatest?
A Spiritual Debate

Sometimes when God comes to visit, we will sit for hours on the porch, sipping beer and arguing over who is the best baseball player of all time. Neither of us is willing to concede to the other. My wife usually skips out early with some excuse about being tired and spends the evening in bed reading a novel. After the last beer has been drunk and the empty bottles are scattered everywhere, God lets out a large burp and mutters something about having to mosey on down the road. I slap Him on the back and say goodnight.
Copyright © 2020 by Harley King
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