Position v/s Performance

 

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

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.'

 

Moral of the story: It's PERFORMANCE & not POSITION that ultimately

counts.

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