Posted on 03/19/2002 12:18:15 AM PST by Snow Bunny
I was thinking we needed some serious rain, but geeeze.....
Hope you are ok.
Does anyone have any xanax? How about valium? A beer will do.
Hmmmmmm, since you asked...... how about lots and lots of butterfly kisses........
Woohooooo!!!! LOL Coooool!
Who can top this?! :)
Maybe Bunny? : )
C'mon, Bunnster, it's your turn. : )
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 Rabbi was preparing to leave when the young woman suddenly remembered something very important to her.
"There's one more thing," she said excitedly.
"What' that?" came the Rabbi's reply.
"This is very important," the young woman continued. "I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand."
The Rabbi 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 Rabbi.
The young woman explained. "My grandmother once told me this story, and from there on out, I have always done so. I have also, 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 Rabbi's eyes welled 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 Rabbi heard the question
"What's with the fork?" And over and over he smiled.
During his meessage, the Rabbi 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. The Rabbi 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." Cherish the time you have, and the memories you share... being friends with someone is not an opportunity but a sweet responsibility.
And keep your fork
You just happen to have come to the right place. I always have one or two in the fridge.
It's been raining on and off all day here. I noticed some frogs in my back yard putting on scuba gear so I guess things must be getting pretty bad.
As it was in the days of Noah......
Hey, that's how louie gets soooo many hugs and kisses. LOL
Upon second thought, I think I'll take mine back. Lori, Bunny - let's plot. :)
Take it back???? Plot?????
Women don't play fair! : (
I'm grateful for the rain though. We needed it. My iris' are usually blooming by now. I just wish it would stop raining so I can clean up this room. It won't do any good if it keeps raining. I'll just wait till it's done.
Do you live close to the lake? How is your yard flooded? There were jet ski's at the bottom of the damn this morning that got washed away. (We live on a lake).
LOL...Jonah was just watching the news with me and he was all upset when he heard them talking about the flooding. He said, "Mom, I thought God promised no more floods". I had to explain to him God only promised to never destroy the earth again with a flood.
I love those sweet, teachable moments. I'll miss them when my kids are grown.
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