I want to share with you a story about a fork. In fact, this story is called:
"The Fork."
There was a woman who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and been given three months to live. So she was in the process of getting her things "in order." She contacted her pastor and asked him to come to her house to discuss certain aspects of her "final wishes."
She told the pastor what songs she wanted sung at her service, as well as what scriptures she would like to be read. She showed him what outfit she wanted to be buried in, as well as, requested for her favorite Bible be buried with her.
As everything was in order, the pastor prepared to leave, when suddenly the woman remembered something very important to her. Wait, she said excitedly; "There's one more thing."
What's that, replied the pastor. This is very important, she said, I want to buried with a fork in my hand." The Pastor was in shock...That surprises you, doesn't it, said the woman. "Well to be honest, I'm pretty puzzled at this request, said the pastor.
The woman explained. "In all my years of attending church socials and potluck dinners, I always remember that when the dishes of the main course were being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say, "keep your fork." It was my favorite part because I knew that something better was coming...like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie.
Something wonderful, and with substance would be served next. So, I just want people to see me there in that casket with a "fork" in my hand and I want them to wonder, "What is with the fork?" Then I want you to tell them: "Keep your Fork?" "The Best Is Yet To Come."
The pastor's eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the woman goodbye. He knew this would be one of the last times he would see her before her death. But he also knew that the woman had a better grasp of heaven than he did. She KNEW that something better was coming.
At the funnel people were walking by the woman's casket and they saw the pretty dress she was wearing and her favorite Bible along with the "Fork" placed in her right hand. Over and over again the pastor smiled.
During the message, the pastor told the people of the conversation he had with the woman shortly before she died. He also told them about "the fork" and about what it symbolized to her.
The pastor also told the people how he could not stop thinking about "the fork" and told them they probably would not be able to stop thinking about it either. He was right!
So the next time you reach down for your "fork," let it remind you, oh so gently that: "THE BEST IS YET TO COME.."
(Unknown Author)
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