The Best is Yet To Come

As I watched the second candle (the candle of peace) of the Advent season being lit in church on Sunday, I thought of the fork my friend gave me at the very beginning of this Christmas season.

As I watched the second candle (the candle of peace) of the Advent season being lit in church on Sunday, I thought of the fork my friend gave me at the very beginning of this Christmas season. It was something no one had ever given me before--a set of silverware, yes, but not just one fork. However, with the dainty...It was something no one had ever given me before–a set of silverware, yes, but not just one fork. However, with the dainty fork that I can wear as a pendant, she gave me a beautiful story to go with it.

It seems there was a woman who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had been given three months to live. As she was "getting her affairs in order", she contacted her pastor and asked him to come to her home to discuss her "final wishes".

She told him which songs she wanted to be sung at the service, what scriptures she would like read and what outfit she wanted to be buried in. The woman also wanted 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!" the woman said excitedly. "What's that?" asked the pastor. "This is very important," the woman continued. "I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand."

The pastor stood and looked 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 coming...like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie, something wonderful and with substance! So, I just want people to see me there 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!’"

Advent, which means "coming" in Latin, marks the beginning of a new church year and is a time of expectancy and preparation for the coming of the Savior. It is a time that Christians believe came 2,000 years ago with the birth of Jesus, yet they wait expectantly for it to happen again.

The first candle lit for the Advent season was Hope. That was what the woman in the story wanted people to see as they said goodbye to her. With only one thing left to give as she ended her life, she gave a symbol of hope, because it was what she felt people needed the most.

The second candle that was lit was Peace. I couldn't help but think of the times, as a young mother, I may have missed that part of Christmas, by trying to buy Christmas presents we couldn't afford. Children don't thrive on the gifts we buy them, but on the time we spend with them and the unconditional love that surrounds them.

Last Sunday I watched as another couple in our church shared the responsibility of lighting the third candle of the Advent season; the candle of Love. Love is still the best gift to give those around us. It can be given in so many ways and it feels so good when it is returned.

The last candle to be lit for the Advent season will be the candle of Joy. Looking at my fork pendant fastened to my blouse that my friend gave me reminds me that joy is something that I can have during the Christmas holidays and all year long because I know the best is yet to come.


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Deana Landers
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I have had many roles in life
Pastor’s Wife , Mom/Nana , Nurse/Health Educator, Writer , Christian Speaker
I can't remember a time when I wasn't writing stories, either in my head or in my journal.

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