A Christian dies and finds himself before the Pearly Gates.
He is very excited, as all his life he has longed to meet the saviour, Jesus Christ.
He is very excited, as all his life he has longed to meet the Prophet Mohammed.
Having arrived at the Gates of Heaven, he meets a man with a beard.
“Are you Jesus?” he asks.
“Are you Mohammed?” he asks.
“No, my son. I am Peter. Jesus is higher up.” And he points to a ladder that rises into the clouds.
“No, my son. I am Peter. Mohammed is higher up.” And he points to a ladder that rises into the clouds.
Delighted that Jesus should be higher than Peter, he climbs the ladder in great strides, climbs through the clouds coming to a room where he meets another bearded man.
He asks again, “Are you Jesus?”
He asks again, “Are you Mohammed?”
“No, I am Moses. Jesus is higher still.”
“No, I am Moses. Mohammed is higher still.”
Exhausted, but with a heart full of joy he continues to climb the ladder and, yet again, he discovers an even larger room where he meets another man with a beard.
Full of hope, he asks again, “Are you Jesus?”
Full of hope, he asks again, “Are you Mohammed?”
“No, I am Mohammed… You will find Jesus higher up.”
“No, I am Jesus… You will find Mohammed higher up.”
Jesus higher than Mohammed!
Mohammed higher than Jesus!
The poor man can hardly contain his delight and climbs and climbs, ever higher.
Once again he reaches a larger room where he meets a man with a beard and repeats his question:
“Are you Jesus?” he gasps as he is, by now, totally out of breath from all his climbing.
“Are you Mohammed?” he gasps as he is, by now, totally out of breath from all his climbing.
“No my son…..I am God.. But you look exhausted. Would you like a coffee?”
“Yes, please, my Lord.”
God looks behind him, claps his hands and calls out:
“Hey Jesus, two coffees !!!!”
“Hey Mohammed, two coffees !!!!”
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