The Rich Man In Heaven

A wealthy businessman died and went to heaven and an angel let him through the gates and, beyond, he saw a shining city of silver and gold that was built upon the clouds.

And looking at all the gold and silver buildings he wondered which house would be his.

But then the angel handed the rich man a begging bowl and directed him to a street corner.

“There”, he said, “That is where you shall sleep”.

“What? I’m not sleeping on the pavement”, protested the rich man, “I’m a millionaire.”.

“Not here you’re not”, said the angel, “Here love is the only wealth. Those who have great love in their hearts; they are our wealthy but those who have mean and empty hearts are our poor”.