Getting Lost

I was not familiar with the area and became lost. Being a
typical man, of course, I did not ask for directions. I 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.
I apologized to the workers for being late. As I looked into
the open grave, I saw the vault lid already in place. I told the workers
I would not keep them long, but that this was the proper thing to do.
The workers, still eating their lunch, gathered around the opening.
I was young and enthusiastic and poured out my heart and soul
as I preached. The workers joined in with, "Praise the Lord," "Amen,"
and "Glory!" I got so into the service that I preached and preached and
preached, from Genesis to The Revelation.