"Come with me", said St. Peter to the taxi driver.
The taxi driver did as he was told and followed St. Peter to a mansion. It had anything you could imagine from a bowling alley to an Olympic-size swimming pool. "Wow, thank you!", said the taxi driver.
Next, St. Peter led the priest to a rugged old shack with a bunk bed and a little old television set.
"Wait, I think you are a little mixed up", said the Priest. "Shouldn't I be the one who gets the mansion? After all I was a priest, went to church every day, and preached God's word."
Yes, that's true" said St. Peter. "But during your sermons people slept. When the taxi driver drove, everyone prayed."