They were surprised, all of them, when God showed up for dinner. They were less surprised at his appearance, which was, more or less, what they’d expected. He walked in, tipped his hat with a smile, and sat down between brother and sister.

The food had been served, and the conversation had already begun to be passed between the family.

“Would you like anything to eat, God?” said the father, wishing nothing more than to be polite to their unexpected guest.

“I don’t really eat” replied God with a wistful smile, “But thank you. No, I’ve just come to listen.”