> >
> > There was a Pope who was greatly loved by all of his followers, a man who
> >led with gentleness, faith and wisdom. His passing was grieved by the entire
> >world, Catholic or not.
> >
> >As the Pope approached the gates of heaven it was Saint Peter who greeted
> >him in a firm embrace.
> >
> >"Welcome your holiness, your dedication and unselfishness in serving your
> >fellow man during your life has earned you great stature in heaven. You may
> >pass through the gates without delay and are granted free access to all
> >parts of heaven."
> >
> >"You are also granted an open door policy and may at your own discretion
> >meet with any heavenly leader, including the Father without prior
> >appointment."
> >
> >"Is there anything which your holiness desires?"
> >
> >"Well yes," the Pope replied, "I have often pondered some of the mysteries
> >which have puzzled and confounded theologians through the ages, are there
> >perhaps any transcripts which recorded the actual conversations between God
> >and the prophets of old?" "I would love to see what was actually said,
> >without the dimming of memories over time."
> >
> >Saint Peter immediately ushered the Pope to the heavenly library and
> >explained how to retrieve the various documents. The Pope was thrilled and
> >settled down to review the history of man's relationship with God.
> >
> >Two years later a scream of anguish pierced the stacks of the library.
> >Immediately several of the Saints and Angels game running to the Pope's side
> >to learn the cause of his dismay.
> >
> >There they found the Pope pointing to a single word on a parchment,
> >Repeating over and over, "There's an 'R', There's an 'R'!!!"
> >
> >"Look, the word is celibrate, not celibate"!