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 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.