An elderly priest died and was welcomed at the pearly gates
by Saint Peter. “Father Mulgrew, we’ve been expecting you,” said the saint. “Please
go with this angel. We’ve got a lovely retirement shack on the edge of the
woods. It’s a humble place, but I promise you’ll be comfortable.” The priest
settled in, but not long after, he returned to the pearly gates with a question.
“I feel as though there’s been a mistake,” the priest said. “Not far from my
shack I noticed a magnificent mansion. The fellow who lives there was a taxi
driver I knew from earth. Surely it cannot be intended that a man like me
should receive such a modest reward compared to him!” Saint Peter smiles, “Let
not your heart be troubled, Father Mulgrew. You were a faithful servant of the
Lord, and that’s why you’re here. But when you preached, some people slept. When
that man drove, people PRAYED.”
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