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Thursday, February 20, 2014

GO FOR THE GUSTO!

I haven't had much time to spend on Blogger and I miss what is going on in your worlds!!  I'm getting ready to hit the road early Saturday morning for my road trip to the cold and snowy northeast. Who was that laughing? I heard someone!  Just because I post pictures of the beach throughout the winter doesn't mean you should laugh..lol.

Before I go, I wanted to leave you with a fantastic story that was emailed to me by someone I haven't heard from in 36 years. He was a good friend of my brother and lost touch (as so many do). He got the notion to look him up on Facebook but to no avail. No one in my family owns a computer nor know how to turn one on. Fortunately, I have added my maiden name on my profile and he was able to take one look at me and knew I was the little sister grown up. Love when Facebook plays a great part in bringing lost contacts together!

He called my brother and they both were thrilled to talk to each other.  Hopefully, they will get together after all these years. While my brother and I haven't spoken in many, many years, I'm so happy for him. When his friend added me to his email contact list, I received this story and wanted to share it with my lovely blog friends. It's a beautiful one and I hope it brings a smile to your faces....Yes Al, even you!   Enjoy and I'll see you when I see you.

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 it's message to those I love and to 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 welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the young woman good-bye. He knew that 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 eulogy, the Pastor told the people of the conversation he had with the young woman shortly before she died. He told them about the fork and 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 quite 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. Cherish the time you have and the memories you share...being friends with someone is not an opportunity but a sweet responsibility.

(author unknown)







16 comments:

  1. Story is all whited out Barb or it's just my computer! Nice to see the reconnect anyways. Have fun be safe!

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    1. It is all white on my computer too. :-(

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    2. Mine is all whited out too. :-(

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  2. That's an inspiring story, Barb, and the pastor was right. Now that I have that image implanted in my brain I will remember it and what it symbolizes. Thank you for sharing!

    I wish you a safe journey to New England and back and a very pleasant stay up there. Take care, dear friend!

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  3. Quite a story, very deep and gave me some thinking time ... Do take care on the road, but remember best is yet to come :) have fun with the girls!

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  4. Hi there, Hope you have a safe trip.. Maybe the weather will be 'nice' to you up north... Hope so!!!!

    Great story.. I had read it before --and loved it.

    Hugs,
    Betsy

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  5. Very nice story, so glad you shared. Have a safe trip!

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  6. Oh Barb. I love this so much. Thanks for sharing. Hope you don't mind if I use it as well. The best is yet to come. What a wonderful thought! I wish you safe travels and a super trip, meeting up with all your loved ones, especially your two gorgeous girls. Love and hugs.

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  7. Hi Barb! Hope your trip is going well. I live in western New York & weather has been sunny & decent for a change this weekend - so hoping you find the same conditions where you're going! I love this fork story & the attitude behind it! Thanks so much for sharing. :D

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  8. That's a really nice story Barb and something we all need to be reminded of when things look dark.

    I hope you have a fabulous time with your granddaughters xo

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  9. Oh, I love it! Never heard this before and it brings such a smile to my face. Makes me want to walk around with a fork in my hand!

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  10. Great story.
    Hoping you have a wonderful and safe trip and come home with plenty of great tories to tell
    Hugs xx

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  11. too many of your posts make me teary eyed. i'd like to lodge a formal complain.
    just kidding. <3 have a nice travel :)

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  12. How ironic. I'm leaving on a jet plane tomorrow morning going from Jersey to Tampa.

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  13. By the way, Al told me it did leave a smile on his face! :-)

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