A young pastor was asked by the local funeral director to hold a grave-side burial service for someone with no family or friends. He was told this would be the first funeral at that particular cemetery. The preacher started early but quickly got lost, making several wrong turns on the country roads.
Eventually, a half-hour late, he saw a backhoe and its crew, but the hearse was nowhere in sight, and the workmen were eating lunch.
The diligent young pastor went to the open grave and found the vault lid already in place.
Taking out his Bible, he read the service. Feeling guilty because of his tardiness, he preached an impassioned and lengthy service, kicking up dust and working up a sweat.
As he was returning to his car, he overheard one of the workmen say: "I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years and I ain't never seen anything like that."
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