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 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.
The woman also requested to 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 a 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 by the request," said the pastor.
The woman explained. "In all my years of attending church socials and potluck 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 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 woman goodbye. He knew this
would be one of the last times 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 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, her favorite Bible, 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 woman shortly before she died.
He also told them about the fork and about what it symbolized to her.
The pastor 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,
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.

Please share this message with everyone you care about today!!!