A funeral director asked a young, new minister to hold a grave side service for a homeless man with no family or friends. The funeral was to be at a cemetery way out in the country. This was a new cemetery and the homelass man was the first to be laid to rest there.

The new minister was not familiar with the area and became lost. Being a typical man, of course, he did not ask for directions. He finally found the cemetery about an hour late. The back hoe was there and the crew was eating their lunch. The hearse was nowhere to be seen.

The  minister apologized to the workers for being late. As he looked into the open grave, he saw the vault lid already in place. He told the workers he would not keep them long, but that this was the proper thing to do. The workers, still eating their lunch, gathered around the opening.

The new minister was young and enthusiastic and poured out his heart and soul as he preached. The workers joined in with, “Praise the Lord,” “Amen,” and “Glory!” The minister was so into the service that he preached and preached and preached, from Genesis to The Revelation.

When the service was over, he said a final prayer and walked to his car. As he opened the door, he heard one of the workers say:

“I never saw anything like that before and I’ve been putting in septic systems for twenty years.”preacher preaching over grave

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