A woman
who works at a restaurant where I hang out occasionally to do some of my
reading and writing approached me today and said, “I didn’t know that’s what
you do for a living.”
She
said this because she happened to be at a funeral service that I conducted a
couple of nights ago and she was surprised by the discovery she made. In fact, she seemed a bit uncomfortable
talking to me now that she was seeing me in light of this new information.
I
jokingly said, “Don’t worry, I won’t launch into one of my sermons here at the
restaurant.” And as I chuckled at my
witty little remark she ran from the building crying and screaming.
It can
have an interesting effect on people when they find out that I’m a minister.