Sunday, February 15, 2009

My Aunt Karen sends the best e-mails! to funny

As a young minister in Tennessee , I was asked by a funeral director
To hold a grave-side service for a homeless man, who had no family or
Friends. The funeral was to be held at a new cemetery way back in the
Country, and this man would be the first to be buried there.
I was not familiar with the backwoods area, and I soon became
Lost. Being a typical man, I did not stop to ask for directions. I
Finally arrived an hour late.

I saw the backhoe and the open grave, but the hearse was nowhere
In sight. The digging crew was eating lunch. I apologized to the
Workers for my tardiness, and I stepped to the side of the open grave.
There I saw the vault lid already in place. I assured the workers I
Would not hold them up for long, as I told them that this was the
Proper thing to do.

The workers gathered around the grave and stood silently, as I
Began to pour out my heart and soul. As I preached about 'looking
Forward to a brighter tomorrow and the glory that is to come,'

The workers began to say 'Amen,' 'Praise the Lord,' and 'Glory!'
The fervor of these men truly inspired me. So, I preached and I
Preached like I had never preached before, all the way from Genesis to

I finally closed the lengthy service with a prayer, thanked the men,
And walked to my car. As I was opening the door and taking off my
Coat, I heard one of the workers say to another, 'I ain't NEVER seen nothin'
Like that before, and I've been puttin' in septic tanks for thirty years!'



April Renee said...

I love it!!!!
That was awsome!!