I borrowed this from Facebook awhile back. A Christian site had shared it and after I read it, I though this is what it’s all about. It’s not about what we accumulate in wealth while we are on this earth, it’s not about our social status or our reputation. It’s about what our reward will be when we have lived in faith, done what we could to lead others to Jesus, and the example we set for others as good Christians,
“THE BEST IS YET TO COME”
There was a 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 asked 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 outfit she wanted to be buried in.
The woman requested that she be buried with her favorite Bible. Everything was in order and the pastor was preparing to leave, when the 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 woman continued. “ I want to be buried with my fork in my right hand.” The pastor stood looking at the woman, not knowing quite what to say. “That surprises you , doesn’t it?” the woman asked. “Well to be honest, I’m puzzled at the request” said the pastor.
The woman explained, “in all my years of attending Church Socials and potluck dinners, I always remembered when the dishes for the main courses 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. 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 woman goodbye. He knew this was would be one of the last times he would see her before her death. But he also knew this woman had a better grasp of heaven than he did. She KNEW that something better was coming.
At the funeral people were walking by the woman’s casket and they saw the pretty dress she was wearing, and her bible, and her fork placed in the right hand. Over and over again, the pastor heard the questions “what’s with the fork” and over and over again he smiled.
During his message, the pastor told the people about the conversation he had shortly with the woman before she died. He also told them about the fork and about what it symbolized to her. The pastor told the people about how he couldn’t stop thinking about the fork and told them they probably wouldn’t be able to stop thinking about it either. He was right.
So when you reach down for your fork, let it remind you, oh so gently, that the best is yet to come.