The Woman and the Fork


_THE WOMAN AND THE FORK_
There was a young woman who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and
had been given three months to live. So as she was getting her things ‘in
order,’ she contacted her Pastor and had him come to her house to discuss
certain aspects of her final wishes.

She told him which songs she wanted sung at the service, what scriptures
she would like read, and what outfit she wanted to be buried in.

Everything was in order and the Pastor was preparing to leave when the
young woman suddenly remembered something very important to her.

‘There’s one more thing,’ she said excitedly..

‘What’s that?’ came the Pastor’s reply?

‘This is very important,’ the young woman continued.. ‘I want to be buried
with a fork in my right hand.’

The Pastor stood looking at the young woman, not knowing quite what to
say.

That surprises you, doesn’t it?’ the young woman asked.

‘Well, to be honest, I’m puzzled by the request,’ said the Pastor.

The young woman explained. ‘My grandmother once told me this story, and
from that time on I have always tried to pass along its message to those I
love and those who are in need of encouragement. In all my years of
attending socials and 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!’

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’s 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 young woman
good-bye. He knew this would be one of the last times he would see her
before her death. But he also knew that the young woman had a better grasp
of heaven than he did. She had a better grasp of what heaven would be like
than many people twice her age, with twice as much experience and
knowledge. She KNEW that something better was coming.

At the funeral people were walking by the young woman’s casket and they
saw
the cloak she was wearing and the fork placed in her right hand. Over and
over, the Pastor heard the question, ‘What’s with the fork?’ And over and
over he smiled.

During his message, the Pastor told the people of the conversation he had
with the young woman shortly before she died. He also told them aboutThe
fork and about what it symbolized to her. He told the people how he could
not stop thinking about the fork and told them that 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, EVER SO GENTLY, THAT THE BEST IS YET TO COME. _ _FRIENDS ARE A VERY
RARE JEWEL_ _,_ _INDEED. _ _THEY MAKE YOU SMILE AND ENCOURAGE YOU TO
SUCCEED. _ _CHERISH THE TIME YOU HAVE_ _, _ _AND THE MEMORIES YOU
SHARE.__BEING FRIENDS WITH SOMEONE IS NOT AN OPPORTUNITY, BUT A SWEET
RESPONSIBILITY. _

Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND…and I’ll bet this will be an
Email they do remember, every time they pick up a fork!
And just remember…keep your fork!

The BEST is yet to come!
God Bless You

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