St. Peter was waiting for them at the Pearly gates. “Come with me,” said St. Peter to the taxi driver. The taxi driver did what he was told and followed St. Peter to a mansion. It had everything you could imagine, from a bowling alley to an Olympic size pool. “Wow, thank you,” said the taxi driver. Then St. Peter led the pastor to a rugged old shack with a bunk bed and a little old television set. “Wait, I think you are a little mixed up,’ said the pastor. ‘Shouldn’t I be the one who gets the mansion? After all I was a pastor, went to church every day, and preached God’s word.’ ‘Yes, that’s true. But during your sermons people slept. When the taxi driver drove, everyone prayed.’ This joke has been circulating for years and still makes me laugh! Hope this funny story will make you smile! Have a nice day!!