I was not familiar with the backwoods area, and I soon became lost and 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, the workers became excited and began to say “Amen.” Their fervor truly inspired me. So I preached and preached like I had never preached before, all the way from Genesis to Revelation.
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 aint’t never seen nothin’ like that before, and I’ve been puttin’ in septic tanks for thirty years.”
“A merry heart doeth good” - Proverbs 17:22