Bluegill Bob
07-16-2004, 09:04 AM
A young new preacher in town, was asked by the local funeral director to hold a grave-side burial service at a small country cemetery for someone with no family or friends.
The preacher started early but quickly got himself lost, making several wrong turns.
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 finding the vault lid already in place, he began to read the service. Feeling guilty because of his tardiness, he preached an impassioned and lengthy service, sending the deceased to the great beyond in style.
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 heard anything like that before."
The preacher started early but quickly got himself lost, making several wrong turns.
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 finding the vault lid already in place, he began to read the service. Feeling guilty because of his tardiness, he preached an impassioned and lengthy service, sending the deceased to the great beyond in style.
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 heard anything like that before."