A Priest dies & is awaiting his turn in line at the Heaven's Gates.

Ahead of him is a guy, fashionably 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 Pandi, Auto driver from Begaluru!

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 and a Golden scarf and me, a Priest,

who's spent his whole life preaching your name and 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.







Cheers

Cherin.........