Woman and a Fork…a story*

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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 filled 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 about the 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. They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us.

Show your friends how much you care. Remember to always be there for them, even when you need them more. For you never know when it may be their time to ‘Keep your fork.’

So, keep your fork.

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17 Responses

  1. This is a very beautiful and moving story! What a precious lesson for us all.

  2. I loved it , too!

  3. Beautiful story. So meaningful and so special. What an amazing lesson to be learned.

    Thank you for this blog. I know it doesn’t mean much to you. But I’m a grieving mother and some of the nights I’ve come here I’ve been so down. I need a pick me up and your blog has been that

    • 2feetonearth1inthestars, I am so touched by your words, truly. I am happy my crazy blog is one that brings you some smiles. I also understand. My family has also seen brighter days. With time, we have found peace…the journey was tough. Thank you for your continued support.

  4. Touching!! I hope I can be as optimistic as the young woman before I die!!

  5. Really nice thought.

  6. We have a funeral to go to today, so I will keep this thought in mind. Life is short and for some it is even shorter. So sad. Our friend and her son were in a head on accident and she was pregnant.I hope heaven is a beautiful place they will be receiving some very sweet people.

  7. Starla, I am SO sorry for the loss of your friends. Any loss is a journey for all involved. I hope you will find peace today in their memory.

  8. That was absolutely beautiful Luisa! I think I will be looking at my fork a little differently today.

    Thanks for this!! VERY nice!

  9. Even I was touched.

  10. See Robert, it is possible!!! Thanks!

  11. … I’m sorry for the lady… But her last pass here in this world, was a memorable one, for everybody…

    Even for me … I don’t think that I’ll forget about the fork and it’s meaning…:)

  12. chanceencounters…glad you were able to stop by and read this moving story. I feel the same way!! Have a great weekend!

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