FATHER?
St. Peter stood at the Pearly Gates,
waiting for the incoming. He saw Jesus walking by and caught his attention. "Jesus,
could you mind the gate while I go do an errand?"
"Sure," replied Jesus. "What
do I have to do?"
"Just find out about the people who
arrive. Ask about their background, their family, and their lives. Then decide if they
deserve entry into Heaven."
"Sounds easy enough. OK."
So Jesus waited at the gates while St.
Peter went off on his errand. The first person to approach the gates was a wrinkled old
man.
Jesus summoned him to the examination table
and sat across from him. Jesus peered at the old man and asked, "What was it you did
for a living?"
The old man replied, "I was a
carpenter."
Jesus remembered his own earthly existence
and leaned forward. "Did you have any family?" he asked.
"Yes, I had a son, but I lost
him."
Jesus leaned forward some more. "You
lost your son? Can you tell me about him?"
"Well, he had holes in his hands and
feet."
Jesus leaned forward even more and
whispered, "Father?"
The old man leaned forward and whispered,
"Pinocchio?"
 
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