As a preacher lay dying he thought he’d like to die like Jesus.

He sent for his accountant and lawyer. When they came he held out his hands and motioned them to sit on either side of his bed. The preacher grasped their hands, sighing contentedly, smiling, and saying nothing.

The accountant and lawyer were astonished the preacher had asked them to share his final moments of life. He hadn’t indicated he liked either of them in the past and yet they were sharing this sacred moment.

At last the lawyer broke the silence, “Preacher, why did you ask us to come?”

“Jesus died between two thieves, and that’s how I want to go.”