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Okay, I know that I am a little back logged on my posts and this topic is one that I presented several weeks ago (best friend stories) but I felt like playing catch-up. So this is the first of several posts in my catch-up series over the next few days.
The best friend with whom the story takes place is my best friend, Geoffrey Turner. Out of all of the crazy and stupid things that Geoff and I have done over the years it was difficult choosing one story. Most of our stories have been told repeated times over the past few years, so I decided to choose one that most friends and family don’t know, or haven’t heard, and that is the story of the time we drove a casket to San Antonio in the back of a Suburban.
During our Freshman year at Hardin-Simmons University, Geoff and I were roommates. One of the things we participated in was a street witnessing team called Jesus Crew. One of the things that Jesus Crew does is take several trips to Austin each year. On one such trip during the Spring Semester, the Jesus Crew was going during Mardi Gras to 6th street, the famous bar and club scene in Austin.
One of the tools that Jesus Crew used during crowded street ministry scenes is a casket. The idea is that we put the casket in a location were several will walk by. When they see a casket in the middle of the party scene they inquire about it and we would have an opportunity to talk them about Jesus. The catch was that the casket took up an entire suburban except the front two seats. While the teams most often takes a fifteen passenger van when the casket is in tow one or two other people have to drive it, me and Geoffrey volunteered.
The plan was for Geoffrey to drive the first half of the way and for me to take over the wheel for the second half. The trip was going fine until we realized that casket slid around the back of the suburban and even that was fine until it grew dark. It is amazing that things that can seem so harmless during the day can scare the crap out of you when they are placed in the dark. While driving we began feeling uncomfortable when we saw a moving casket in the rearview mirror. The results of our discomfort were several emergency stops to make reaffirm us that indeed that casket was empty. The only thing on the trip more nerve racking than seeing an open casket moving around in the dark, is opening the casket on the side of the road in the dark. After several stops to check the casket we managed to make our way to Austin. The street ministry was great, and the way back wasn’t quite as frightening but the trip was one never to forget.
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