A preacher dies and goes to heaven, where he's greeted at the gate by
St. Peter. "Who are you?" St. Peter asks.
"I'm Joe Brown. I'm a preacher. I've been preaching the Word of God for
"Hmmm..." Peter says. "Let me go check and see if you can
come inside." Peter wanders off into Heaven.
While he's gone, someone else comes to the gate and knocks. Peter promptly returns
to the gate and asks the new arrival: "Who are you?"
"I'm Stan Smith," the guy replies. "Stan Smith? Stan Smith *the
pilot*???" Peter exclaims. "Why, that's right," the guy replies.
Peter throws open the gate and ushers the new arrival inside with an
enthusiastic "Come in! Come in!"
"What about me?" asks Preacher Brown.
"Give it a few more minutes - we're still checking," Peter replies, and
shuts the gate again.
After what seems like hours, Peter comes back to the gate and opens it. "We've
checked, and it's been decided you can come in," he tells the preacher. The
preacher walks in, and while Peter is escorting him to his eternal reward, he asks,
"You know, I don't want to seem jealous or resentful, but I've been preaching the
Word of God for 50 years, and it took you forever to decide if I could
come in. But you practically pulled that pilot out of his shoes getting
him inside Heaven's gate. What gives?"
"Well," Peter replies, "for
50 years while you preached, people slept in the pews. But every time
someone got aboard an airplane with Stan, they were praying their hearts
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