Religious Humor

A Baptist Preacher was dying. He sent a message for his banker and his lawyer, both church members, to come to his home. When they arrived, they were ushered up to his room, the Baptist Preacher held out his hands and motioned for them to sit on each side of the bed. The Baptist Preacher grasped their hands, sighed contentedly, smiled, and stared at the ceiling. For a time, no one said anything. Both 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; 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 varicious behavior; that made them squirm in their seats. Finally, the banker said, “Preacher, why did you ask us to come?” The Baptist Preacher mustered up his strength and then said weakly, “Jesus died between a thief and a robber, and that’s how I want to go”.