A priest had died and was waiting in line at the Pearly Gates. Ahead of him was a guy who was dressed in sunglasses, a loud shirt, leather jacket, and jeans.
Saint Peter addressed the cool guy, "Who are you, so that I may know whether or not to admit you to the Kingdom of Heaven?"
The guy replied, "I'm Jack, retired airline pilot from Houston."
Saint Peter consulted his list. He smiled and said to the pilot, "Take this silken robe and golden staff and enter the Kingdom." The pilot went on into Heaven with his robe and staff.
Next it was the priest's turn. He stood erect and boomed out, "I am Father Bob, pastor of Saint Mary's for the last 43 years."
Saint Peter consulted his list. He said to the priest, "Take this cotton robe and wooden staff and enter the Kingdom."
"Just a minute," said the good father. "That man was a pilot. He gets a silken robe and golden staff, and I get only cotton and wood. How can this be?"
"Up here, we go by results," said Saint Peter. "When you preached, people slept. When he flew, people prayed."
