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The Country Funeral
As a young minister, I was asked by a funeral director to hold a grave-side service for a homeless man, with no
family or friends. The funeral was to be held at a cemetery way back in the country, and this
man would be the first to be laid to rest there. As I was not familiar with the backwoods area,
I became lost; and being a typical man did not stop for directions.
I finally arrived an hour late. I saw the backhoe and the crew, who was eating lunch, but the
hearse was nowhere in sight.
I apologized to the workers for my tardiness, and stepped to the side of the open grave,
where I saw the vault lid already in place. I assured the workers I would not hold them up for
long, but this was the proper thing to do.
The workers gathered around, still eating their lunch. I poured out my heart and soul.
As I preached the workers began to say 'Amen,' 'Praise the Lord,' and 'Glory,' I preached,
and I preached, like I'd never preached before: from Genesis all the way to Revelations.
I closed the lengthy service with a prayer and walked to my car.
As I was opening the door and taking off my coat, I overheard one of the workers
saying to another, 'I ain't never seen anything like that before and I've been putting
in septic tanks for twenty years.'
As a young minister, I was asked by a funeral director to hold a grave-side service for a homeless man, with no
family or friends. The funeral was to be held at a cemetery way back in the country, and this
man would be the first to be laid to rest there. As I was not familiar with the backwoods area,
I became lost; and being a typical man did not stop for directions.
I finally arrived an hour late. I saw the backhoe and the crew, who was eating lunch, but the
hearse was nowhere in sight.
I apologized to the workers for my tardiness, and stepped to the side of the open grave,
where I saw the vault lid already in place. I assured the workers I would not hold them up for
long, but this was the proper thing to do.
The workers gathered around, still eating their lunch. I poured out my heart and soul.
As I preached the workers began to say 'Amen,' 'Praise the Lord,' and 'Glory,' I preached,
and I preached, like I'd never preached before: from Genesis all the way to Revelations.
I closed the lengthy service with a prayer and walked to my car.
As I was opening the door and taking off my coat, I overheard one of the workers
saying to another, 'I ain't never seen anything like that before and I've been putting
in septic tanks for twenty years.'