Musing on his death-bed, an old preacher thought of a
unique strategy to reach the heart of some parishioners. He then sent for his
banker and his lawyer, who are both members, of his church. When they arrived, the
preacher held out his hands and motioned for them to sit on each side of his
bed. He then grasped their hands, sighed contentedly, smiled and stared at the
ceiling for a minute or so; during which no one said anything.
While both the banker and lawyer were touched and flattered
that the preacher would ask them to be with him during his final moments, they
were also puzzled; because the preacher had never given them any indication
that he particularly liked either of them. They both remembered his many long
and uncomfortable sermons about greed, covetousness, and avaricious behavior
that made them squirm in their seats.
After a most uncomfortable silence, the banker finally asked,
"Preacher, why did you ask us to come?" The old preacher smiled
again, mustered as much strength as he could, and as if with his last breathe,
said, "Jesus died between two thieves, and that's how I wish to go."
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