Heaven and Hell

A holy man was having a conversation with the Lord one day and said, ‘Lord, I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like.’

The Lord led the holy man to two doors. He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in. In the middle of the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew, which smelled delicious and made the holy man’s mouth water.

The people sitting around the table were thin and sickly. They appeared to be famished. They were holding spoons with very long handles that were strapped to their arms and each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful. But because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths. The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering.

The Lord said, ‘You have seen Hell.’ They went to the next room and opened the door. It was exactly the same as the first one.

There was the large round table with the large pot of stew which made the holy man’s mouth water. The people were equipped with the same long-handled spoons, but here the people were well nourished and plump, laughing and talking.

The holy man said, ‘I don’t understand.’

‘It is simple,’ said the Lord. ‘It requires but one skill. You see they have learned to feed each other, while the greedy think only of themselves.’

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46 thoughts on “Heaven and Hell

  1. Barb says:

    Oh, I do hope there's a room that isn't beef! Send me to the room withthe chicken and pasta and red wine, please! And cake! hahaha!

    Have a wonderful day, Sandee! big hugs xoxo

  2. Wendster says:

    I went to a 9 day seminar (you had to get a passport, a will, and an insurance policy, and bring a tent and a sleeping bag before they would accept your enrollment) and it culminated in this exercise. We all returned from a 24 hour fast, spent camping alone in the woods to a beautiful table of cut up fruit (boy did it look wonderful!) and we had to do exactly this: Feed our "sisters". They taught us that so many women grow up "hating" other women: Jealous of them, judging them …. and hating them really means hating ourselves because we ARE women. It was a powerful seminar. It was not a religious seminar, but the words "Feed my sheep" always come to mind. We all benefit when we look after each other. Like you look after me, my friend! Thanks for always pointing the spoon my direction, Sandee. … just sayin'. You make a difference in my life. Have a great day!

    • Comedy Plus says:

      What a wonderful seminar. I don't hate other women and I'm happy about that. I love to see people succeed. Makes me smile. I've watched you succeed. That made me smile even more. Love you Wendy. πŸ™‚

  3. messymimi says:

    It reminds me of the story of the man who died and was in a line. The Lord was at the front of the line and asked each person a question when s/he got to Him. You couldn't hear the question until you got there, and the question he was asked when he finally got to the front was, "Did you learn how to love?"

    The ones feeding each other learned how to love.

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