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As a young minister in Kentucky, 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
Revelations. 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!

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Thats funny!!!!!!!!!!!!!

that was good

Focused, you had me going..

i heard that before but , that was still great. i thought you were serious till i got a little bit into reading it. thats great, focused.

That is another reason to be cremated!