Pärleporten
En busschaufför och en präst stod utanför pärleporten. Sankte Per släppte in chauffören men prästen nekades tillträde.-Det var det värsta, utbrast prästen. Skulle en gudsman nekas inträde till paradiset medan en oborstad busschaufför få komma in.–
Det har sina orsaker, sa Per. Dina predikningar var oengagerade och tråkiga och församlingen halvsov hela tiden. Men när han körde sin buss bad alla till Gud.
En rolig en igen från Olemand
A minister dies and is waiting in line at the Pearly Gates. Ahead of him is a guy who’s dressed in sunglasses, a loud shirt, leather jacket, and jeans.
Saint Peter addresses this guy, “Who are you, so that I may know whether or not to admit you to the Kingdom of Heaven?” The guy replies, “I’m Joey Shasta, retired pilot, of Pittsburg, PA.”
Saint Peter consults his list. He smiles and says to the pilot, “Take this silken robe and golden staff and enter the Kingdom.”
The pilot goes into Heaven with his robe and staff.
Next it’s the minister’s turn. He stands erect and booms out, “I am Joseph Snow, pastor of Saint Mary’s for the last 43 years.” Saint Peter consults his list. He says to the minister, “Take this cotton robe and wooden staff and enter the Kingdom.”
“Just a minute,” says the minister. “That man was a pilot and he gets a silken robe and golden staff. How can this be?”
“Up here, we work by results,” says Saint Peter. “While you preached, people slept; while he flew, people prayed.”
A nice contribution from Jörgen M61