Performance

A priest dies and is waiting in line at heavens gate. Ahead of him is a guy, fashionably dressed, in dark sun glasses, a loud shirt, leather jacket and jeans.
God to the guy : who r u
Guy: i'm rickshaw driver from Surat
God; take this gold robe and enter kingdom of heaven.
God to the priest: who r u?
Priest: i'm priest and spent 40yrs preaching good to ppl.
God: take this cotton robe and enter heaven.
Priest: god, how come that foul mouthed, rash driver gets a gold and I spent all my life preaching good get cotton.
God: results, my son, results. While u preached, ppl slept, when he drove, ppl really prayed...
Its peformance, not position that counts..... 