Kaban ni Teofy Del Mar: ANG BABAYE UG ANG TINIDOR
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 Pastor 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 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 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 Pastor'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 Pastor heard the question, 'What's
with the fork?' And over and over he smiled.
During his message, the Pastor 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. 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 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.
If you choose to send this to everyone
you consider a FRIEND...and I'll bet this will be an Email they do remember,
every time they pick up a fork!
And just remember...keep your fork!
The BEST is yet to come!
God Bless You
(Bug-os ang
pasalamat sa KAHAYAG ngadto sa nagpaambit niining artikulo nga si
TEOFY DEL MAR. Usa siya ka tadhan nga magbabalak nga nabantog dili lamang sa Sugbo kon dili sa ubang bahin usab
sa atong nasod. Natudlo siya isip pangulo sa inilang hugpong sa mga magsusulat ginamit ang pinulongang binisaya,
"LUDABI", Lubas sa Dagang Binisaya nga natukod kaniadtong 1956 sa mga
magsusulat, magsisibya, ug mag-aawit nga Bisaya sa Dakbayan sa Sugbo kansang
panlantaw ug tinguha mao ang pagpalambo
sa pinulongang Binisayang Sinugboanon
ingon man sa arte ug kulturang Binisaya.
Daghang bangga sa panulat ug balak ang malamposon niyang nalambigitan. Ang iyang kainila sa natad sa balak ug pagkamagsusulat
ginamit ang pinulongang binisaya nakakulit na sa iyang pangalan sa hawanan sa
mga bantogan.)
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