Post by JJ Judkins on Mar 19, 2006 16:59:28 GMT -6
The Minister and the Taxi Driver
A minister has just died and is standing in line waiting to be judged and
admitted to Heaven. While waiting he asks the man in front of him about
himself. The man says, "I am a taxi driver from New York City."
The angel standing at the gate calls out next, and the taxi driver steps up.
The angel hands him a golden staff and a cornucopia of fruits, cheeses, and
wine and lets him pass. The taxi driver is quite pleased, and proceeds
through the gates.
Next, the minister steps up to the angel who hands him a wooden staff and
some bread and water.
The minister is very concerned and asks the angel, "That guy is a taxi
driver and gets a golden staff and a cornucopia! I spend my entire life as a
minister and get nothing! How can that be?"
The angel replies, "Up here we judge on results—all of your people sleep
through your sermons—in his taxi, they pray."
A minister has just died and is standing in line waiting to be judged and
admitted to Heaven. While waiting he asks the man in front of him about
himself. The man says, "I am a taxi driver from New York City."
The angel standing at the gate calls out next, and the taxi driver steps up.
The angel hands him a golden staff and a cornucopia of fruits, cheeses, and
wine and lets him pass. The taxi driver is quite pleased, and proceeds
through the gates.
Next, the minister steps up to the angel who hands him a wooden staff and
some bread and water.
The minister is very concerned and asks the angel, "That guy is a taxi
driver and gets a golden staff and a cornucopia! I spend my entire life as a
minister and get nothing! How can that be?"
The angel replies, "Up here we judge on results—all of your people sleep
through your sermons—in his taxi, they pray."