A priest dies and is waiting in line at the Pearly Gates. Ahead of him is a guy dressed in goggles, a loud t-shirt, mud- spattered jeans and a daring attitude.
Saint Peter addresses the cool guy, 'Who are you, so that I may know whether or not to admit you into the Kingdom of Heaven? '
The guy replies, 'I'm Desai, retired Indian Airlines Pilot from New Delhi'.
Saint Peter consults his list. He smiles and says to the pilot, 'Take this silken robe and golden staff and enter the Kingdom.'
The pilot enters heaven with his robe and staff.
Next, it's the priest's turn. He stands erect and booms out, 'I am Father Bob, pastor of Saint Mary's in Pasadena, California, for the last 43 years.'
Saint Peter consults his list. He says to the priest, ' OK, take this cotton robe and wooden staff and enter the Kingdom.'
'Just a minute,' says the good father. 'That man was a pilot and he gets a silken robe and golden staff, and I get only cotton and wood? How can this be?'
'Up here, we go by results,' says Saint Peter. 'When you preached, people slept. When he flew, people prayed'.
Saint Peter addresses the cool guy, 'Who are you, so that I may know whether or not to admit you into the Kingdom of Heaven? '
The guy replies, 'I'm Desai, retired Indian Airlines Pilot from New Delhi'.
Saint Peter consults his list. He smiles and says to the pilot, 'Take this silken robe and golden staff and enter the Kingdom.'
The pilot enters heaven with his robe and staff.
Next, it's the priest's turn. He stands erect and booms out, 'I am Father Bob, pastor of Saint Mary's in Pasadena, California, for the last 43 years.'
Saint Peter consults his list. He says to the priest, ' OK, take this cotton robe and wooden staff and enter the Kingdom.'
'Just a minute,' says the good father. 'That man was a pilot and he gets a silken robe and golden staff, and I get only cotton and wood? How can this be?'
'Up here, we go by results,' says Saint Peter. 'When you preached, people slept. When he flew, people prayed'.
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