A Priest dies & is awaiting his turn in line at the Heaven's Gates. Ahead of him is a guy, nattily dressed, in dark sun glasses, a loud shirt, leather jacket & jeans.
God asks him: "Please tell me who are you, so that I may know whether to admit you into the kingdom of Heaven or not?"
The guy replies: "I am Pandi, Auto driver from Chennai!"
God consults his ledger, smiles & says to Pandi: "Please take this silken robe & gold scarf & enter the Kingdom of Heaven ..."
Now it is the priest's turn. He stands erect and speaks out in a booming voice: "I am Pope's 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 Kingdom of Heaven ...
"Just a minute," says the agonized Priest. "How is it that a foul mouthed, rash driving Auto Driver is given a Silken robe & a Golden scarf and me, a Priest, who's spent his whole life preaching your Name & goodness has to make do with a Cotton robe?"
"Results my friend, results," shrugs God. "While you preached, people SLEPT; but when he drove his Auto, people PRAYED"
It's PERFORMANCE & not POSITION that ultimately counts.
Date: Wednesday, December 17th, 2008, 11:26:30 UTC +0000
