The fork

Well it's not my group of kids but you get the picture. It was a short program but well done by the children. I only wish they could have been louder but all of a sudden they were all over taken with a case of shyness. NONE of these kids is shy in any way....so it was humorous to watch. But it went well nonetheless.

Today I have taken some time to relax despite the fact that I should have gone grocery shopping and run a few other errands. Tomorrow will be another busy day with Church in the morning and then a membership meeting and then the special speaker at church too.

I will leave you with this:
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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 Minister 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 Minister 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 Minister's reply.

"This is very important," the young woman continued. "I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand."

The Minister 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 Minister.

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 & say, 'Keep your fork.' It was my favorite part because I knew that something better was coming...like velvety chocolate cake or deep-d ish apple pie. Something wonderful & with substance!

'So, I just want people to see me there in that casket with a fork in my hand & 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."