There was a woman who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and was given three months to live. As she began getting her things “in order” she called her pastor and asked him to come and 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, “I wasn’t to be buried holding a fork in my right hand.”
The pastor gazed at the woman with a loss for words. “That surprises you?” the woman asked. “To be honest, I am quite puzzled,” he replied.
She explained – “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.’ That was my favorite part of the meal 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! Now, I want people to see me in my casket with a fork in my hand, and I want them to wonder….’ What’s she doing with a 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. He knew this would be one of the last times he would see her before her death. But he also knew that this woman had a better grasp of heaven than most did. She KNEW and TRUSTED that the best was yet to come!
At her funeral, everyone that walked by saw her beautiful dress, her favorite Bible in her left hand and a fork in her right hand. Over and over the question was asked, “Why is she holding a fork?”
During this message, the pastor explained the woman’s wishes and the symbolism, of the fork she now held. It had exactly the impact on everyone she had hoped it would. Each time the members of that congregation reach for their forks, they are reminded of this woman’s statement of faith and dying witness…… THE BEST IS YET TO COME