A minister died one day, and as he was standing at the Pearly Gates behind a man wearing a loud shirt and jeans, St. Peter asked the mans' name. " I'm Joe, the taxi driver from New York City" St. Peter consulted his list, smiled, and said, "Take this silken robe and golden staff and enter Heaven."
St. Peter then turned to the minister, and said "State your name so I may determine whether to admit you." " I am Reverend Thomas Brown, pastor of St. Thomas Church for the past 45 years," the minister said proudly.
St. Peter looked at his list. "Take this cotton robe and wooden staff and enter the Kingdom of Heaven," he told the pastor.
The minister was confused. "Wait a minute," he said. "That guy drove a taxi and he gets a silk robe and a golden staff, while I spent my whole life preaching the gospel and I only get a cotton robe and a wooden staff? "How can that be right?" "There must be some mistake."
"No mistake, and It is quite simple," St. Peter explained, "Up here we go by results. When you preached, people slept. When Joe drove, people prayed!"
St. Peter then turned to the minister, and said "State your name so I may determine whether to admit you." " I am Reverend Thomas Brown, pastor of St. Thomas Church for the past 45 years," the minister said proudly.
St. Peter looked at his list. "Take this cotton robe and wooden staff and enter the Kingdom of Heaven," he told the pastor.
The minister was confused. "Wait a minute," he said. "That guy drove a taxi and he gets a silk robe and a golden staff, while I spent my whole life preaching the gospel and I only get a cotton robe and a wooden staff? "How can that be right?" "There must be some mistake."
"No mistake, and It is quite simple," St. Peter explained, "Up here we go by results. When you preached, people slept. When Joe drove, people prayed!"
that's a good one