John died...
After a long life, John died.
A short time later, he was at the Pearly Gates.
While St Peter was checking out his files,
a Rabbi came to the gates. St Peter acknowledged him,
gave him a tarnished halo, tattered robe, and wings that
were moulting. He was then assigned to a little, ramshackled
hut at the edge of Heaven.
Just as St Peter was getting back into John's file,
a minister came to the gates. Again, St Peter acknowledged
him and issued him a tarnished halo, tattered robe, and wings
that were moulting. He was also assigned to a ramshackled
hut on the other side of Heaven.
As St Peter was getting back into John's file one more time,
Lights started flashing, whistles started blowing, a huge, plush red carpet
rolled out from the gates, and all seven choirs of angels started singing.
A huge, shiny limo pulled up and stopped at the carpet.. St Peter, himself,
opened the door for the one person that was in the limo. Even GOD's voice
could be heard from the mansion at the center of Heaven, welcoming the new-comer.
The man that stepped out was short... And fat.
His beard was grey, his mustache was grey, his long hair was grey,
his teeth were broken, his finger nails were broken, his t-shirt looked like
someone had cut the front open from one side to the other with a pair
of scissors, and his fat belly was showing. St Peter escorted the man to the gate
He was issued a nice, shiny, new halo, a very beautiful robe, and a set of enormous wings.
Even sandels with gold trim, and it looked like they were studded with diamonds.
John stood in awe as he watched an entire squad of angels escort this man to
the huge mansion at the center of Heaven. As St Peter got back to the book and
John's file, John asked, almost to himself, "WHO was THAT??"
"A truck driver", came the answer without even a twitch of an eyebrow.
"A TRUCK DRIVER????? But... But... You had two men of GOD that spend their
whole lives praying, and... And... And, a TRUCK DRIVER???"
St Peter looked up and smiled. "It's true that the Rabbi and the Minister were men of
GOD, and spent their lives praying for the souls of mankind...
But when that truck driver climbed into his truck...
EVERY SINGLE PERSON ON THAT HIWAY PRAYED!"
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