Authored by BlueAngel on
Tuesday, May 04, 2004
Forrest Gump and Saint Peter is an e-mail sent to me by one on my friends in the San Antonio Post Polio Survisors Assocaitaion . Thought that all might enjoy this as I have. It does cause one to pause and think a little about the different perspectives we all have on life and things in general.
This is one of the cutest e-mails I've seen in a long time!
Enjoy...
The day finally arrived: Forrest Gump dies and goes to Heaven. He is at
thePearly Gates, met by St. Peter himself. However, the gates are closed
andForrest approaches the Gatekeeper.
St. Peter says, "Well, Forrest, it'scertainly good to see you. We have heard a lot about you. I must tellyou, though, that the place is filling up fast, and we've been administeringanentrance examination for everyone. The test is short, but you have passitbefore you can get into Heaven."
Forrest responds, "It shor is good to be here St. Peter, sir. But
nobody ever tolt me about any entrance exam. Shor hope the test ain't too
hard,life was a big enough test as it was." St. Peter goes on, "Yes, I know,
Forrest, but the test is only three questions.
First: What two days of the week begin with the letter T? Second: How
many seconds are there in a year? Third: What is God's first name?" Forrest
leaves to think the questions over.
He returns the next day and sees St. Peter who waves him up and says,
"Now that you have had a chance to think the questions over, tell me your
answers."
Forrest says, "Well, the first one -- which two days in the
week begin with the letter "T"? Shucks, that one's easy. That'd be Today and
Tomorrow."
The Saint's eyes open wide and he exclaims, "Forrest, that's
notwhat I was thinking, but you do have a point, and I guess I didn't
specify,so I'll give you credit for that answer.
How about the next one?" asks St. Peter. "How many seconds in a year?"
"Now that one's harder," says Forrest, "but I thunk and thunk about that and
Iguess the only answer can be twelve."
Astounded, St. Peter says, "Twelve?Twelve!? Forrest, how in Heaven's name could you come up with twelve seconds in a year?"
Forrest says "Shucks, there's gotta be twelve: January
2nd,
February 2nd, March 2nd. . ."
"Hold it, " interrupts St. Peter. "I see where you're going with this, and I see your point, though that wasn't quite what I had in mind.....but I'll have to give you credit for that one, too. Let's go on with the third and final question. Can you tell me God's first name"?
"Sure" Forrest replied, "its Andy."
"Andy?!" exclaimed an exasperated and
frustrated St. Peter. "Ok, I can understand how you came up with your answers to my first two questions, but just how in the world did you
come up with the name Andy as the first name of God?"
"Shucks, that was the easiestone of all," Forrest replied. "I learnt it from the song. . . . "ANDY WALKS WITH ME, ANDY TALKS WITH ME, ANDY TELLS ME I AM HIS OWN. . . ."
St. Peter opened the Pearly Gates and said: "Run Forrest, run."
Give me a sense of humor, Lord. Give me the grace to see a joke, to
get some humor out of life, and pass it on to other folk.
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