How I Got Into Heaven
Posted by: JesterA fellow finds himself in front of the Pearly Gates. St. Peter was explaining to him that it’s not so easy to get into heaven. There are some criteria before entry is allowed.
For example, was the man religious in life? Did he attend church? No? St. Peter told him that was bad.
Was he generous? Did he give money to the poor? Help some charities? No? St. Peter told him that was bad as well.
Did he do any good deeds? Did he help his neighbor? Anything at all? No? St. Peter was becoming concerned.
Exasperated, St. Peter says, “Look, everybody does something nice some time. Work with me a little, I’m trying to help.”
The man says, “There was this old lady. I came out of a store and found her surrounded by a group of mean looking biker guys. They had taken her purse and were shoving her around, taunting and abusing her. I got so mad I threw my bags down, fought through the crowd, and got her purse back and helped her to her feet. I then went up to the biggest, baddest biker and told him how despicable, cowardly and mean he was and then spat in his face”.
“Wow”, said St. Peter, obviously impressed. “That’s quite a good deed. When did this happen?”
“Oh, about ten minutes ago.” replied the man.
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