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Put Your Hand In Hand Of Man From Galilee.

The old priest lay dying, so he sent a message for the Local Tax Inspector and his Lawyer to come to his hospital bed.

When they both arrived, they were ushered up to his room. As they entered the room, the priest weakly held out his hands and motioned for them both to sit on each side of his bed.

The priest grasped their hands; sighed contentedly, smiled and stared at the ceiling.
For a time, all three men remained silent, still holding hands.

Both the Revenue Inspector and the Lawyer both felt flattered that this old man would ask them to be with him, during his final moments on earth.
However, they were also puzzled because the priest had truly never given any indication that he particularly liked either one of them.

Finally, the Lawyer asked, “Father, why did you ask that the two of us should come here?”
The old priest mustering all his strength, replied weakly, “Jesus died between two thieves, and that’s how I’d like to go.”

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