Many years ago, a beloved Pope died and went to heaven. Saint Peter 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.”
St. Peter continued: “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?”
Two years later, a scream of anguish pierced the quiet of the library. Immediately several of the saints and angels came running.
They found the Pope pointing to a single word on a parchment, repeating over and over: “There’s an ‘R’. There’s an ‘R.’ There’s an ‘R’… It’s CELIBRATE, not celibate!”