The Banquet

David died unexpectedly and found himself at the pearly gates facing St. Peter. St. Peter, looking at what looks like a ledger: “Let’s see, hmmm . . . David, David, David . . . here we go!” “Oh. Doesn’t look so good I’m afraid. Says here that you have to go “Down There.” So sorry.” With that, St. Peter calls the Archangel Michael to escort David to “Down There.” David, devastated, knowing that he hadn’t been perfect during his life but certainly never imagining that he’d been that bad, goes with Michael to a place where he faces a very tall elaborately carved wooden door. Upon opening it, he comes upon a large hall with a banquet table laden with food of all sorts: meat, fish, fowl, fresh produce, fruit, pastries, pies and cakes, ice cream of all flavors, fine wines . . . every conceivable food or drink one could want. And seated around the table are hundreds of people, moaning and groaning, weeping and crying. Then he notices: they all have forks and spoons with long, long handles and can’t get the food to their mouths.
As he’s taking in this scene of perpetual frustration, the Archangel Gabriel comes running up crying “Wait! Wait! St. Peter made a mistake! David is supposed to go to the “Good Place!”
And with that Michael closes the tall door and leads David to another very tall ornately carved wooden door, identical to the first one right next to it. Upon opening the second door, David comes upon a scene identical to the first — with a notable difference. In this hall everyone was laughing and happy, drinking and having a wonderful time. Then he notices: even though these people have the same long-handled forks and spoons as the people “Down There,” the difference changed everything. That difference was . . . they were feeding each other!






