Thanksgiving Is For Reflection And Praise : God Bless America

Here is great message for Thanksgiving - coming together to celebrate the things that mean the most to us, and the blessings that we have from a God that celebrates as well His people no matter who they or where they live.

But we in America have a special reason to be thankful as we live in the greatest and freest nation on earth which provides us the opportunity to be who and whatever we want to be without the fear of others telling us we can't.

But we are at a turning point in our history, where we have a chance to turn out country around, making America again ''the shining city on the hill'' that is the beacon of hope that shins brightly for all those seeking the freedom to chose.

And we have to understand freedom is not free. Nothing is free as someone will always have to pay the price. It's our job to make sure that we don't fail to do our duty to ensure the great freedom that we enjoy today is there when the next generations to come will be able to do the job of keeping the lights on in that shining city on the hill.

Failure is not an option. Everyone must know the future of the country depends on them and ensure ''the best is yet to come'' for the next generation is a reality and not just a dream.

Have a great Thanksgiving. Give thanks for what you have and don't worry about the things you don't have. Life is more then things. Live free - Walk to the edge - Choose with no regret.

God Bless America! The best is yet to come!!

Man and a Fork

There was a young man who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had been given three months to live. So as he was getting his things 'in order,' he contacted his Priest and had him come to his house to discuss certain aspects of his final wishes.

 

He told him which songs he wanted sung at the service,what scriptures he would like read, and what outfit he wanted to be buried in.       

Everything was in order and the Priest was preparing to leave when the young man suddenly remembered something very important to him. 'There's one more thing,' he said excitedly. 'What's that?' came the Priest's reply. 'This is very important,' the young man continued. 'I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand.'

 

The Priest stood looking at the young man, not knowing quite what to say. 'That surprises you, doesn't it?' the young man asked. 'Well, to be honest, I'm puzzled by the request,' said the Priest.

 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 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 Priest's eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the young man good-bye. He knew this would be one of  the last times he would see him before his death. But he  also knew that the young man had a better grasp of heaven than he did. He had a better grasp of what heaven would be like than many people twice his age, with twice as much experience and knowledge.

 

He KNEW that something better was coming.

 

At the funeral people were walking by the young man's casket and they saw the suit he was wearing and the fork placed in his right hand. Over and over, the Priest heard the question, 'What's with the fork?' And over and over he smiled.

 

During his message, the Priest told the people of the conversation he had with the young man shortly before he died. He also told them about the fork and about what it symbolized to him. 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. Give thanks for what you have and don't worry about the things you don't.

And just remember ... keep your fork!

The BEST is yet to come!

God Bless You