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Hare Krishna

 

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An old 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 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 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 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 and then said weakly, "Jesus died

between two thieves, and that's how I want to go."

 

Hare Krishna --

 

ys, Balarama Dasa