Between two thieves

The old priest lay dying in the hospital. For years he had faithfully served the people of the nation's capital. He motioned for his nurse to come near.
"Yes, Father?" said the nurse.
"I would really like to see Tony Blair and Gordon Brown before I die," whispered the priest.
"I'll see what I can do, Father." replied the nurse.
The nurse sent the request and waited for a response.Soon the word arrived that Tony and Gordon, both conscious of their public 'image', were on their way. When they arrived at the priest's room, the priest took Tony's hand in his right hand and Gordon's hand in his left. There was silence and a look of serenity spread across the old priest's face.
Finally Tony spoke. "Father, of all the people you could have chosen, why did you choose us to be with you as you near the end?"

The old priest slowly replied, "I have always tried to pattern my life after our Saviour. Jesus died between two lying thieves and I would like to do the same."