The New Driver

A televangelist and a homeless person both died and stood before the angel Gabriel. Behind Gabriel was parked a golden Rolls Royce. The preacher jumped behind the wheel and declared, “I claim this as mine!”

There was silence in heaven. Then Gabriel decreed, “Yes. It is so!” And commanded the beggar to the back seat. Once the rear door closed, the angel announced to the beggar, “Behold, your driver! He was given years of good things to prepare for eternity as your servant.”

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