- Sep 26, 2014
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Rev. Pike had recently graduated from the seminary and had been assigned his first church. He had driven most of Sunday and spent the night in a motel. Early Monday morning he had put on his best suit, expecting a welcome reception, and headed for the church. Unfortunately, being new to the area, he became lost. Around noon he finally found the church, only to be greeted with a note on the doors that read "Rev. Pike. Rev. Simmons passed away Saturday morning. His funeral at 12pm, Monday, City cemetery. You must officiate. Deacon Tate".
Panicked, Rev Pike took off toward town. Terrified about making a bad first impression, he broke every speed limit. About 10 minutes later, he spotted several men with some heavy equipment gathered around a grave. Rev. Pike jumped from his car, ran over to the grave and, breathing hard, began the service. 20 minutes later he concluded.
One of the workers turned to the other and said, "Now thats a dedicated preacher. Never before have I seen a preacher bless a septic tank".
Panicked, Rev Pike took off toward town. Terrified about making a bad first impression, he broke every speed limit. About 10 minutes later, he spotted several men with some heavy equipment gathered around a grave. Rev. Pike jumped from his car, ran over to the grave and, breathing hard, began the service. 20 minutes later he concluded.
One of the workers turned to the other and said, "Now thats a dedicated preacher. Never before have I seen a preacher bless a septic tank".
