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.
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