The Priest & The Indian A Priest dies and is awaiting his turn in line at the Heavens Gates. Ahead of him is a guy, dressed, in dark sun glasses, a loud shirt, leather jacket & jeans. God asks him: Please tell me who you are, so that I may know whether to admit you into the kingdom of Heaven or not. The Guy replies: I am Santa Singh , Punjab Roadways, Bus driver from Ludhiana - Punjab, India !!! God consults his ledger宮......... smiles and says to Santa Singh : Please take this silken robe & gold scarf and enter the Super-deluxe Chambers ,to your left, of the Kingdom of Heaven ... Now it is the Priests turn. He stands erect and speaks out in a booming voice: I am Popes Assistant so & so, Head Priest of the so & so Church for the last 40 years. God consults his ledger & says to the Priest: Please take this Cotton Robe & enter the Ordinary Chambers , to your right, of the Kingdom of Heaven ... Just a minute says the agonized Priest. How is it that a foul mouthed, rash Driver is given a Silken robe & a Golden scarf and Super-deluxe Chambers and me, a Priest, whos spent his whole life preaching your Name & goodness has to make do with a Cotton robe and ordinary chambers? Results my friend, Results, shrugs God. While you preached, people SLEPT; but when he drove that Bus, people PRAYED ** Its PERFORMANCE & not POSITION that ultimately counts...
Posted on: Wed, 07 Jan 2015 15:33:33 +0000
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