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 G-d and the prophets of old? I would love to see what was actually said, with-out 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 G-d.
Two years later a scream of anguish pierced the stacks of the library.
Immediately several of the Saints and Angels came running.
There they found the Pope with a dazed look on his face, pointing to a single word on a parchment, repeating over and over.
"There's an 'R', there's an 'R' -- it's celibRate!"
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