For once Little Johnny isn’t being a total deviant.
Little Johnny was laying about on a hillock in the middle of a meadow on a warm spring day. Puffy white clouds rolled by and he pondered their shape.
Soon, he began to think about God. ‘God? Are you really there?’ Johnny said out loud.
To his astonishment a voice came from the clouds, ‘Yes, Johnny? What can I do for you?’
Seizing the opportunity, Johnny asked, ‘God? What is a million years like to you?’
Knowing that Johnny could not understand the concept of infinity, God responded in a manner to which Johnny could relate. ‘A million years to me, Johnny, is like a minute.’
‘Oh,’ said Johnny. ‘Well, then, what’s a million dollars like to you?’
‘A million dollars to me, Johnny, is like a penny.’
‘Wow!’ remarked Johnny, getting an idea. ‘You’re so generous… can I have one of your pennies?’
God replied, ‘Sure thing, Johnny! Just a minute.’