Starbucks and 24 Hours to Live

I walked into Starbucks to get my wife a strawberries n’cream Frappuccino. “How are you doing today?” I ask the curly-haired girl over the counter.

“I’m bored.”

“What’s boring you?”

“Nothing exciting happened today.”

“What if you learned that you had only 24 hours left to live. What would you do?”

“Go rob a bank.”

“What good is that? It’s not like you can spend all the money.”

“True. I guess I’d do nothing. I know that sounds kind of lame.”

“What if you realized that after you died you were going to stand before God. Would that change anything?”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m going to heaven.”

“So you believe in heaven?”

“Yes.”

“Do you believe in a hell too?”

“I do.”

“So how do you know that you are going to heaven?”

“It’s kind of difficult...”

“Complicated?”

“Yea, it’s hard to explain to a customer in just a couple minutes.”

“Laura, knowing what you will say to God if He asked why He should let you into heaven is the most important question in the whole world.” Laura smiles. "And now you can’t say that your day has been boring any more.”

“Why is that?”

“Because someone just talked to you about the most important subject on earth.” She laughed and I walked on with a Frappuccino.