A newly appointed young preacher was contacted by the local
funeral director to hold a graveside service at a small
There was to be no funeral, just the committal, because the
deceased had no family or friends left. The young pastor started early to
the cemetery, but soon lost his way.
After making several wrong turns, he finally arrived a
half-hour late. The hearse was no where in sight, and the workman were relaxing
under a nearby tree, eating their lunch. The pastor went to the open grave
and found that the vault lid was already in place. He took out his book and
read the service.
As he returned to his car, he overheard one of the workman
say, “Maybe we’d better tell him that’s a septic tank.”