A woman who died found herself standing outside the Pearly
Gates, being greeted by St. Peter.
She asked him, "Oh, is this place what I really think it
is? It's so beautiful.
Did I really make it to heaven?"
To which St. Peter replied, "Yes, my dear, these are the
Gates to Heaven. But you must do one more thing before you
can enter." The woman was very excited, and asked of St.
Peter what she must do to pass through the gates. "Spell a
word," St. Peter replied. "What word?" she asked.
"Any word," answered St. Peter. "It's your choice." The
woman promptly replied, "Then the word I will spell is
love.L-o-v-e."
St. Peter congratulated her on her good fortune to have
made it to Heaven, and asked her if she would mind taking
his place at the gates for a few minutes while he went to
the bathroom.
"I'd be honored," she said, "but what should I do if
someone comes while you are gone?"
St. Peter reassured her, and instructed the woman to
simply have any newcomers to the Pearly Gates to spell a
word as she had done.
So the woman is left sitting in St. Peter's chair and
watching the beautiful angels soaring around her when a
man approaches the gates. She realizes it is her loser
husband.
"What happened?" she cried, "Why are you here?"
Her husband stared at her for a moment, then said, "I was
so drunk when I left your funeral, I was in an accident.
And now I am here? Did I really make it to Heaven?"
To which the woman replied, "Not yet. You must spell a
word first."
"What word?" he asked.
The woman responded, "Czechoslovakia."
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