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Discussion in 'The Lighter Side' started by grayelky, Jul 4, 2007.

  1. grayelky


    Aug 8, 2006
    Metro Atlanta
    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."