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Inspiration For Women
Time passes
Life happens
Distance separates
Children grow up
Jobs come and go
Love waxes and wanes
Men don't do what they"re suppose to do
Hearts breaks
Parents die
Colleagues forget favors
Careers end

Sisters are there,no matter how much time and how many miles are between you. A girl friend is never farther away then needing her can

When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it yourself,the women in your life will be on the valley's rim, cheering
you on,praying for you,pulling for you,intervening on your behalf,and waiting with open arms at the valley's end. Sometimes ,they will even
break the rules and walk beside you or reach out and carry you.

Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters,daughters-in-law,sisters,sister's-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers,aunts,nieces, cousins,and
extended family,all bless our lives.The world wouldn't be the same without women.

When we began this adventure called womanhood,we had no idea of the incredible joys and sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how
much we would need each other. Every day,we need each other still. Bless all the women who help make our lives meaningful.

Keep Your Fork

There was a 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 the aspects of her final wishes. She told him which
songs she wanted sung at her service,what scriptures she would like read,and what outfit she wanted to be buried in. The woman also
requested 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,"she said excitedly.
"What's that?" came the pastor"s reply.
"This is very important,"the woman continued,"I want to be buried with my fork in my right hand."
The pastor stood looking 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 in my casket with my 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 woman goodbye.He knew this would be one of the last times he would see
her before her death. But he also knew that the woman had a better  grasp on heaven then he did. She knew that something better was

At the funeral people were walking by the woman's casket and they saw the pretty dress she was wearing and her favorite bible 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 his conversation he had with the woman shortly before she died.He also told them about the fork
and about what it symbolized to her.The pastor told the people how he could not stop thinking about the fork.He saidthat they would
probably not stop thinking about it either.

He was right. So the next time you reach down for your fork,let it remind you ,oh so gently,that the best is yet to come.

~Author Unknown~