Jesus is manning reception at the Pearly Gates because Saint Peter has 'flu.
A white-haired old man slowly makes his way to the desk with the aid of a walking stick.
Jesus says,
"Good afternoon. How may I help you?"
"Well," replied the old man, "I was hoping to enter heaven."
"We would certainly love to have you, but we do have certain rules. Tell me, what have you done to deserve such a privilege?"
"I haven't done anything special myself." says the old man. "I lived in a small town and led a simple life. But my son, now he was special!" With pride in his voice the old man says, "I raised him to be a carpenter like myself and did my best to teach him right from wrong. And when he grew older, he underwent a miraculous transformation and to this day he's known and loved throughout the world."
As Jesus listens to the story, a sense of recognition comes to him. With a lump in his throat and a tear in his eye, he throws open his arms and cries, "Father!"
Moved by this outburst, the old man throws open his arms too and croaks, "Pinocchio!"
A white-haired old man slowly makes his way to the desk with the aid of a walking stick.
Jesus says,
"Good afternoon. How may I help you?"
"Well," replied the old man, "I was hoping to enter heaven."
"We would certainly love to have you, but we do have certain rules. Tell me, what have you done to deserve such a privilege?"
"I haven't done anything special myself." says the old man. "I lived in a small town and led a simple life. But my son, now he was special!" With pride in his voice the old man says, "I raised him to be a carpenter like myself and did my best to teach him right from wrong. And when he grew older, he underwent a miraculous transformation and to this day he's known and loved throughout the world."
As Jesus listens to the story, a sense of recognition comes to him. With a lump in his throat and a tear in his eye, he throws open his arms and cries, "Father!"
Moved by this outburst, the old man throws open his arms too and croaks, "Pinocchio!"
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