Kneeling Man: I’ve got my cross here, God.
God: I can see that, Neel.
KM: It’s a mystery all right.
God: The cross?
KM: No, the tweet. Does it make any sense to you?
God: It can only be understood in prayer. Have you prayed and wept, kneeling before the cross?
KM: I’ve tried. But I couldn’t make myself cry. Maybe if you told me a sad story.
God: Not really the sort of thing I do, Neel.
KM: What is the sort of thing you do, God?
God: This, Neel. Talking to you. And others.
KM: That’s it?
God: Recently, yeah.
KM: What do you mean by recently?
God: Since Jesus came home.
KM: Like the last two thousand years?
KM: Couldn’t you do a bit more?
God: More what, Neel?
KM: Well I don’t know. Send another message or another prophet or something.
God: That would lessen the mystery wouldn’t it?
KM: The mystery of the Cross?
KM: I’m going to try to think some sad thoughts now.
God: Good work, Neel. Sleep well.
KM: Night, God.