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Several years ago I had an opportunity 
To reach out to a grieving family with my gift of poetry
I'd seen in the paper a lady had passed away
I thought it was my friend's mother so I began to pray
I asked the Lord what I could do and he answered me and said
Go minister to the family of the lady who is dead
I went to the funeral home but when I walked inside
I'd never seen those people or the lady who had died
I went and signed the guest book then an usher came to me
I said I didn't see the person I came there to see
He told me she would be there when the morning came
So he pointed out her brother but I didn't know his name
We talked for a few minutes about the peace on his mother's face
After suffering so long she finally won the race
He asked me if I could come back for the funeral the next day
I told him I would be there and for him I would pray
When they brought the casket in with the family behind
I still didn't see my friend but it didn't cross my mind
I sat through the service then followed to her resting place
I walked up to my friend's brother and soon the color left my face
He thanked me for coming then I said his sister I'd not seen
When he pointed to this woman she was tall, blonde and lean
Then suddenly it hit me the family I didn't know
So I got in my car and drove as fast as I could go
On the way back to my house I said Lord, what have I done
That's when I heard him laughing and knew he was having fun
He did stop laughing long enough at the end of the day
And said you did what I asked you to and I led you all the way
The moral of this story is make sure you know who died
Then you won't have the urge to go and find a place to hide

This is a true story of my most embarrassing moment!

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