Sep. 8, 2017

The Best Is Yet To Come!

“The Best Is Yet To Come..”

You know how sometimes your life is tooting along in a rather pleasant direction, no major catastrophes have befallen you, you paid your taxes on time, your driver’s license isn’t about to expire, all the children are fine, most of them are gainfully employed and you’re feeling kind of good about it all. And then there’s a radical change. Things are suddenly different and you are given an opportunity to behave like Mother Theresa. To keep smiling and address the new challenge in your life as though you’ve been looking forward to it all along. But you realize you don’t seem to have a lot of Mother Theresa bubbling out of you and you’re feeling a little down and... well, OK, a little resentful. As in, you expected better of yourself and you’re not delivering.

A dear friend sent me this story, which you may have seen or heard before, but just in case you haven’t....

A young man was diagnosed with a terminal illness and given three months to live. Getting his affairs in order, he contacted his minister and asked him to come to his house to discuss his final wishes. He had a list of what songs he wanted sung at his memorial, what Scripture he would like read, and even what suit he wanted to wear. Everything was in order and his Pastor was preparing to leave when the man suddenly remembered something else very important to him.

“There’s one more thing,” he said excitedly...

“What’s that?”

“This is very important, I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand.”

The minister stood looking at the young man, not knowing quite what to say.

“That’s kind of a surprise, isn’t it!” The young man said, laughing.

“Well, to be absolutely honest, I’m somewhat astounded!” replied the minister.

The young man 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 who are in need of encouragement.”

The young man continued, “In all my years of attending socials and dinners,” my grandma said, “When the dishes of the main course were being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say, ‘keep your fork’. I knew immediately that something wonderful was about to come...red velvet chocolate cake, Crème Brulee, Pumpkin Cheesecake,  or maybe simply ice cream with hot fudge sauce. But something wonderful.”

“So, I want my friends who see me for the last time to see me with a fork in my hand and wonder, ‘what on earth is going on with the fork!’ Then I want you to tell them: Keep your fork...the best is yet to come.”

Right this minute, I’m keeping a firm grip on my fork.

God Hath Not Promised

Annie Johnson Flint

God hath not promised skies always blue
Flower strewn pathways, all our lives through;
God hath not promised sun without rain,
Joy without sorrow, peace without pain.

But God hath promised strength for the day,
Rest for the labour, light for the way,
Grace for the trials, help from above,
Unfailing kindness, undying love.

God hath not promised we shall not know
Toil and temptations, trouble and woe;
He hath not told us we shall not bear
Many a burden, many a care.

But God hath promised strength for the day,
Rest for the labour, light for the way,
Grace for the trials, help from above,
Unfailing kindness, undying love.

God hath not promised smooth roads and wide,
Swift, easy travel, needing no guide;
Never a mountain, rocky and steep,
Never a river turbid and deep.

But God hath promised strength for the day,
Rest for the labour, light for the way,
Grace for the trials, help from above,
Unfailing kindness, undying love...

Annie Johnson Flint’s life was beyond difficult, almost from the beginning but she, too, kept firm hold on her fork, knowing the best was yet to come. Maybe you need to keep a firm grip on your fork, too right now. It’s really true, you know...The Best IS Yet To Come!

"It is the Lord who goes before you. He will be with you; he will not leave you or forsake you. Do not fear or be dismayed.” Deut. 31:8