A contractor dies in
car accident on his 40th birthday and finds himself at the Pearly
Gates. A brass band is playing, the angels are singing a beautiful
hymn, there is a huge crowd cheering and shouting his name, and
absolutely everyone wants to shake his hand.
Just when he thinks
things can't possibly get any better, Saint Peter himself runs over,
apologizes for not greeting him personally at the Pearly Gates, shakes
his hand, and says, "Congratulations son, we've been waiting a long
time for you."
Totally confused and a little
embarrassed, the contractor sheepishly looks at Saint
Peter and says "Saint Peter, I tried to lead a God-fearing life, I
loved my family, I tried to obey the 10 Commandments, but
congratulations for what? I honestly don't remember doing anything
really special when I was alive." "Congratulations for what?" says
Saint Peter, totally amazed at the man's modesty. "We're celebrating
the fact that you lived to be 160 years old! God himself wants to see
you!" The contractor is awestruck and can only look at Saint Peter with
his mouth wide open. When he regains his power of speech, he looks up
at Saint Peter and says "Saint Peter, I lived my life in the eternal
hope that when I died I would be judged by God and be found to be
worthy, but I only lived to be forty."
"That's simply impossible son,"
says Saint Peter. "We've
added up your time sheets."
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