Katy, Happy birthday, more or less. Given that you’re one more step up that ladder that leads to the long sudden drop, I figured you’d enjoy this story. I know my Dad (bless his pointy little soul) would have:
How to Get into Heaven from Ireland
(A true Irish story from an Irish Sunday School Teacher )
I was testing children in my Dublin Sunday school class to see if they understood the concept of getting to heaven.
I asked them, ’ If I sold my house and my car, had a big garage sale and gave all my money to the church, would that get me into heaven?’
‘NO!’ the children answered.
‘If I cleaned the church every day, mowed the garden, and kept everything tidy, would that get me into heaven?’
Again, the answer was ‘NO!’
'If I gave sweets to all the children, and loved my husband, would that get me into heaven?'
Again, they all answered 'NO!'
I was just bursting with pride for them. I continued, ‘Then how can I get into heaven?’
A little boy shouted out: ‘YUV GOTTA BE FOOKN’ DEAD.’
It’s a curious race, the Irish.
Brings a tear to the eye, doesn’t it?