I crashed a funeral the other day.
I know—color me creepy.
Really, I didn’t mean to do it. My kids were helping with a Vacation Bible School in a park about thirty minutes from our house. Rather than drive all the way there, then home, then back to get the kids, then home again, I went looking for a shady place to park and relax for a couple of hours. I found such a place at a cemetery a few blocks from the park. Plenty of shade, and plenty of quiet.
Yes, I was parked outside the gates. What do you think of me, anyway? (more…)