Post by toweringniceguy on Oct 11, 2006 12:05:28 GMT 10
There was a woman who had been diagnosed with a terminal
illness and was given 3 months to live. As she began
getting her things "in order", she called her pastor and
asked for him to 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 wanted read, and what dress she
wanted to be buried in. She also requested to be buried
with her favorite Bible in her left hand.
Everything was in order and as the pastor was preparing
to leave, the woman suddenly remembered one final
request that was very important to her.
"Please Pastor, just one more thing", she said
excitedly.
"Sure, What is it" came the pastor's reply.
"This is very important to me," the woman
continued....."I want to be buried holding a fork in my
right hand."
The pastor gazed at the woman, with a loss for words.
"That surprises you, doesn't it ?" the woman asked.
The pastor replied "Well to be quite honest, I'm puzzled
by the request".
The woman explained. "You see, Pastor, in all my years
of attending church socials and potluck dinners, I
remember that when the dishes were being cleared after
the main course, someone would inevitably lean over to
me 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 to end the great meal".
The pastor listened intently and a smile came upon his
face.
The woman continued, "So, I just want people to see me
there in the 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 woman goodbye.
He knew that this would be one of the last times that 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 and trusted that the best was yet to come.
At the funeral, everyone who walked by the woman's
casket saw her wearing a beautiful dress with her
favorite Bible held in her left hand and a fork held in
her right hand. Over and Over the pastor heard people
ask the question, "Why is she holding a fork?" and his
smile began to get larger and brighter each time. During
his message, the pastor told the people about the
conversation that he had with the woman shortly before
she died. He explained the fork and what it symbolized
to her.
The Pastor told everyone how he could not stop thinking
about the fork and how he hoped that they would not be
able to stop thinking about it either. That fork and the
meaning of it to the woman had quite the impact on
everyone and they are still sharing the story with
people they meet.
And now it has been shared with you......so the next
time you reach for your fork, let it remind you, oh so
gently, that the best is yet to come.
illness and was given 3 months to live. As she began
getting her things "in order", she called her pastor and
asked for him to 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 wanted read, and what dress she
wanted to be buried in. She also requested to be buried
with her favorite Bible in her left hand.
Everything was in order and as the pastor was preparing
to leave, the woman suddenly remembered one final
request that was very important to her.
"Please Pastor, just one more thing", she said
excitedly.
"Sure, What is it" came the pastor's reply.
"This is very important to me," the woman
continued....."I want to be buried holding a fork in my
right hand."
The pastor gazed at the woman, with a loss for words.
"That surprises you, doesn't it ?" the woman asked.
The pastor replied "Well to be quite honest, I'm puzzled
by the request".
The woman explained. "You see, Pastor, in all my years
of attending church socials and potluck dinners, I
remember that when the dishes were being cleared after
the main course, someone would inevitably lean over to
me 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 to end the great meal".
The pastor listened intently and a smile came upon his
face.
The woman continued, "So, I just want people to see me
there in the 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 woman goodbye.
He knew that this would be one of the last times that 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 and trusted that the best was yet to come.
At the funeral, everyone who walked by the woman's
casket saw her wearing a beautiful dress with her
favorite Bible held in her left hand and a fork held in
her right hand. Over and Over the pastor heard people
ask the question, "Why is she holding a fork?" and his
smile began to get larger and brighter each time. During
his message, the pastor told the people about the
conversation that he had with the woman shortly before
she died. He explained the fork and what it symbolized
to her.
The Pastor told everyone how he could not stop thinking
about the fork and how he hoped that they would not be
able to stop thinking about it either. That fork and the
meaning of it to the woman had quite the impact on
everyone and they are still sharing the story with
people they meet.
And now it has been shared with you......so the next
time you reach for your fork, let it remind you, oh so
gently, that the best is yet to come.
Chand meri zameen phool mera watan
SupremeSohni