Fighting the Good Fight

[phkrause]

A fellow finds himself in front of the Gates of Heaven. God greats him and explains that it's not so easy to get in heaven. There are some criteria that have to be met before entry is allowed

For example, did the man go to synagogue? No? "That's not good," says God.

Was he generous? Did he give money to the poor? Charities? No? "That's not good," says God.

Did he do any good deeds? Help his neighbor? Anything? No? God is becoming concerned.

Exasperated, God says, "Look, everybody does something nice sometime. Work with me, I'm trying to help. Now think!"

The man says, "Well, there was this old lady. I came out of a store and found her surrounded by a biker gang. They had taken her purse and were shoving her around, taunting and abusing her.

I got so mad I threw my bags down, fought through the crowd, and got her purse back. I then helped her to her feet. I then went up to the biggest, baddest biker and told him how despicable, cowardly and mean he was and then spat in his face".

"Wow", says God, "That's impressive. When did this happen"?

"Oh, about 10 minutes ago", replied the man.

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