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An old preacher was dying…
He sent a message for two church members, a banker and a lawyer, to come to his home.
When they arrived, they were ushered to his bedroom…
As they entered the room, the preacher held out his hands, then motioned for them to sit on each side of the bed.
The preacher grasped their hands, sighed contentedly, smiled, and stared at the ceiling…
For a time, no one said anything.
Both the banker and lawyer were touched and flattered that the preacher would ask them to be with him during his final moments.
However, they were also puzzled, as the preacher had never given them any indication that he particularly liked either of them.
They both remembered his many long, uncomfortable sermons…
about greed, covetousness, and avaricious behavior that made them squirm in their seats.
Finally, the banker said, “Preacher, why did you ask us to come?”
The old preacher mustered up his strength, then weakly said, “I want to die as Jesus died… between two thieves!”
