A priest dies and, resplendent in his clerical collar and colorful robes, waits in line at the Pearly Gates. Just ahead of him is a guy with a bushy beard, plaid shirt, and dirty jeans. Saint Peter addresses this guy, Who are you, so that I may know whether or not to admit you to the Kingdom of Heaven? The guy replies, Im Mr. Singh, rickshaw-driver of Mumbai. Saint Peter consults his list, smiles and says to the rickshaw-driver, Take this silken robe and golden staff and enter into the Kingdom. So the rickshaw-driver enters Heaven with his robe and staff, and the priest is next in line. Without being asked, he proclaims, I am Michael OConnor, pastor of Saint Marys for the last forty-three years. Saint Peter consults his list and says, Take this cotton robe and wooden staff and enter the Kingdom of Heaven. Just a minute, says the priest, that man was a rickshaw-driver and you issued him a silken robe and golden staff. But I get wood and cotton. How can this be? Up here, we go by results, says Saint Peter. While you preached, people slept, but while he drove, people prayed!
Posted on: Tue, 29 Jul 2014 12:11:48 +0000