Cape Breton Funeral

7 03 2008

Cape Breton Funeral as told by a retiring Minister…

“As a young minister, I was asked by a funeral director to hold a grave-side 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 this man would be the first to be laid to rest there. As I was not familiar with the backwoods area, I became lost; and being a typical man did not stop for directions.

I finally arrived an hour late. I saw the backhoe and the crew, who was eating lunch, but the hearse was nowhere in sight. I apologized to the workers for my tardiness, and stepped to the side of the open grave, where I saw the vault lid already in place.

I assured the workers I would not hold them up for long, but this was the proper thing to do. The workers gathered around, still eating their lunch. I poured out my heart and soul. As I preached the workers began to say ‘Amen,’ ‘Praise the Lord,’ and ‘Glory’! I preached, and I preached, like I’d never preached before: from Genesis and Ecclesiastes all the way to Revelations. I closed the lengthy service with a prayer and walked to my car.

As I was opening the door and taking off my coat, I overheard one of the workers saying to another, ‘ b’y, I never seen nothin’ like that before and I’ve been putting in septic tanks for twenty years.'”

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