My favorite story goes like this:
A man and woman were on their way to get married. Along the way they were involved in a fatal automobile accident. So, they find themselves at The Pearly Gates face-to-face with Saint Peter, welcoming them in to heaven.
The woman, distraught, explains to St. Peter that they were about to be joined eternally in matrimony and deprived that joy. She asks if anything can be done. Saint Peter quickly calms her by stating that he can have a Minister of their choosing on a moment's notice.
The man, taking Saint Peter aside, expresses his reservation about marriage; eternity seems like quite a long time. He explains that on earth there is such a thing as a divorce; just in case things don't work out. "Can I have the same reassurance here?", he asks.
Thinking for quite a long time, Saint Peter explains, "We have plenty of Priests and Rabbis but NOT ONE LAWYER HAS BEEN UP HERE YET!"
