[ WP ] Entry into Heaven is n't based on good deeds , but your answer to a queston : `` Why ? `` .

Cancer. Cancer got me. 
 
 It's ok though, all part of God's plan. 
 
 The gates to heaven sure were n't what I expected. 
 
 All those Sunday's in church I could not wait until it was my time to be greeted by St. Peter at those pearly gates. Angels, Harps, Clouds for floors. It was supposed to be beautiful. 
 
 I guess population growth being what it is Heaven needed to adapt. The fellow in front of me in line, quirky kid, he told me he learned in college at the over 150,000 people die every day. That's a lot of souls to welcome. 
 
 It's almost my turn. 
 
 I did n't have much need for school, never the point of someone being cooped up in a box for all those years. Reading and Arguing about stuff that was n't practical. I always liked working with my hands. Became a carpenter, just like the good lord himself. I had my own shop. Small, but made enough to live. I liked it, but what I loved was spending weekends building stuff for people that needed it most. I replaced every pew in the church when it caught fire about 5 years ago. All the kids in town helped, I got to teach them'measure twice and cut once' like my Dad taught me. 
 
 The light over Wicket 17 turned on. College kid's turn, Jason I guess his name is. I'm next. 
 
 1990 was a tough year for me. Jason was born then. I was at home watching the ball game. My wife, Linda and our two boys Adam and Gabriel were driving home when they were killed by a drunk driver. I lost everything that night. Everything happen's for a reason I told myself, it's all part of God's plan. The worst thing I could have done for my boys was waste the rest of my life. I got more involved with charities. Even built a school in Africa with my church. I'm really excited to see my family again and find out what they have been up to. 
 
 Wicket 16 lights up. 
 
 There's two unmarked doors under an exit sign at the far end past the wickets. I think one is to Heaven. Jason would try and guess which one was which by who was going in. He's pretty sure the right door is heaven. I did n't play that game, judging people is n't for me. 
 
 I step up to Wicket 16. 
 
 The woman behind the counter was so modest it was breathtaking. A healthy smile that reminded me of Linda when we first met. 
 
 She looks up at me. `` Mr. Campbell, I have your file here. It looks in order, just one part missing.'' 
 
 `` Missing, what could be missing?'' 
 
 `` In order to get in to Heaven you need to answer'Why?'. Our records show you have n't done that yet'' 
 
 `` Why, what?'' 
 
 `` Deeds are only as noble as their intention, Mr. Campbell. If you can not provide a good, thoughtful answer as to why I'll have to reject your application'' 
 
 Nervously I look around. I do n't know `` Why''. I see Jason walking towards the doors. You can tell by how he's walking he's happy. Right door. 
 
 `` Mr. Campbell, your answer?'' 
 
 `` It was all part of God's plan'' I say to her proudly. 
 
 She reaches in to her desk drawer and pulls out a stamp. Left Door. 
 
 `` What does that mean?'' 
 
 `` You'll find out on the other side Mr. Campbell'' 
 
 As I walked the long way past the other wickets toward the doors I could n't help but wonder what door I'd be walking through if I had ever read those books or gone to College. It was all God's plan. But what if he did n't have a plan for me. 
 
 I'm scared to open the left door and I do n't know why. 

