If you've an appetite for theological squabbles, you'll find fine amusement in this tale. It features a sharp-tongued skeptic named Sam and an earnest pastor named Charlie who peddles invisible real estate.
The affair hinges on a fictious chap who slaps a cardboard crown on his head and demands absolute obedience. Sam notes gals wouldn't marry a man dodging a simple background check, yet they'll hand their eternal souls to a deity pulling the same flimflam.
Charlie tries the "divine mystery" defense, but Sam rightly objects. It's a humorous reminder that an Almighty worth His salt shouldn't fear honest questions.