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The Old Preacher

An old preacher was dying. He sent a message for his
IRS agent and his lawyer, both church members, to come
to his home.

When they arrived, they were ushered up to his
bedroom. As they entered the room, the preacher held
out his hands and 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 IRS agent
and the attorney were touched and flattered that the
old preacher would ask them to be with him during his
final moment. They were also puzzled because
the preacher had never given any indication that he
particularly liked either one of them.

Finally, the lawyer asked, "Preacher, why did you ask
the two of us to come?"

The old preacher mustered up some strength, then said
weakly,
"Jesus died between two thieves, and that's how I
want to go, too."