A priest dies and is waiting in line at the Pearly Gates.

Ahead of him is a guy who's dressed in sunglasses, a loud shirt, leather jacket and jeans. St. Peter addresses him, "Who are you, so that I may
know whether or not to admit you into the Kingdom of Heaven?"

The guy replies, "I'm Max Cohen, taxi driver, from New York."

St. Peter consults his list. He smiles and says to the taxi driver, "Take this silken robe and golden staff and enter the Kingdom of Heaven ."

Now it's the priest's turn. He stands erect and booms out, "I am the Right Reverend Joseph Snow, pastor of St. Mary's for the last forty-three years."
St. Peter consults his list. He says to the priest, "Take this cotton robe and wooden staff and enter the Kingdom of Heaven ."

"Just a minute," says the priest. "That man was a taxi driver. Why does he get a silken robe and golden staff?"

"Results," shrugged St. Peter...

"While you preached, people slept. When he drove, people prayed."

Moral of the story: It's Performance, not Position that Counts.

Thanks Richard