A young minister was asked by a funeral director to hold a graveside 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 the man would be the first to be laid to rest there. As he was not familiar with the backwoods area, the young minister became lost; being a typical man he did not stop for directions. He finally arrived an hour late. He saw the backhoe and the crew, who was eating lunch, but the hearse was nowhere in sight. The young minister apologized to the workers for His tardiness and stepped to the side of the open grave, where he saw the vault lid already in place. He assured the workers he would not hold them up for long, but this was the proper thing to do. The workers gathered around, still eating their lunch. The minister poured out his heart and soul. As he preached the workers began to say, "Amen", "Praise the Lord", and "Glory!" He preached and preached like he'd never preached before. After the service the minister walked to his car in silence. As he did one of the workers said to another, "I ain't never seen anything like that before and I've been putting in septic tanks for 20 years."
Posted February 28th, 2014 @ 10:29am