A Priest dies & is awaiting his turn in line at the Heaven's Gates.
Ahead of him is a guy, nattily 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 admityou into the kingdomof Heavenor not?
The guy replies: I am Pandi, Auto driver from Chennai !
God consults his ledger, smiles & says to Pandi: Please take this silkenrobe & gold scarf & enter the Kingdomof 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 forthe last 40 years.
God consults his ledger & says to the Priest: Please take this cotton robe& enter the Kingdomof Heaven...
'Just a minute,' says the agonized Priest. 'How is it that a foul mouthed, rashdriving Auto Driver is given a Silken robe & a Golden scarf and me, aPriest, who's spent his whole life preaching your Name & goodness has tomake do with a Cotton robe?'
'Results my friend, results,' shrugs God.
'While you preached, people SLEPT; but when he drove his Auto, people PRAYED'
Moral of the story
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