Thank you.I always enjoy this part of my Friday.
One Easter a priest and a taxi driver both died and went to heaven. St. Peter was
at the Pearly gates waiting for them.
‘Come with me,’ said St. Peter to the taxi driver.
The taxi driver did as he was told and followed St Peter to a mansion.
It had everything you could imagine from a bowling alley to an Olympic size pool.
‘Oh my word, thank you,’ said the taxi driver.
Next, St. Peter led the priest to a rough old shack with a bunk bed and
a little old television set.
‘Wait, I think you are a little mixed up,’ said the priest. ‘Shouldn’t I be the one
who gets the mansion? After all I was a priest, went to church every day,
and preached God’s word.’
‘Yes, that’s true.’ St Peter rejoined, ‘But during your Easter sermons people slept.
When the taxi driver drove, everyone prayed.’