an old Christian man lies dying in his bed.
his son with sad eyes asks what his final wishes are...
He says softly "Bring me a Tax man, and a Lawyer"
The family mumble and wonder what he could possibly want them for, as he owned nothing to anybody.
Hours later the Taxman and the Lawyer meekly enter the roo, and the man opens his hands and gestures for them to some closer.
As they take their places on either sie of him he closes his eyes with a huge sigh.
They stand silently beside him for three hours, when finaly the Lawyer leans over gently and asks.
"Excuse me Sir, why did you call us here?"
The frail old man replies:
"Jesus died between two criminals, and so do I"
his son with sad eyes asks what his final wishes are...
He says softly "Bring me a Tax man, and a Lawyer"
The family mumble and wonder what he could possibly want them for, as he owned nothing to anybody.
Hours later the Taxman and the Lawyer meekly enter the roo, and the man opens his hands and gestures for them to some closer.
As they take their places on either sie of him he closes his eyes with a huge sigh.
They stand silently beside him for three hours, when finaly the Lawyer leans over gently and asks.
"Excuse me Sir, why did you call us here?"
The frail old man replies:
"Jesus died between two criminals, and so do I"
