the best is yet to come.

This morning, because I'm my mother's daughter, the first thing I did when I woke up was turn on The Bible Network. Now, that sounds crazy because, if you're like me, you associate TBN with that purple-haired woman. You may not know that on Sunday mornings at 8:30 Jeremiah David's sermon is televised; he's not only Scripturally-sound, but his hair is also a very natural shade of grey.

As many preachers do, Dr. Jeremiah likes to provide a laughable anecdote at some point during his sermon, and today the side story hit especially close to home.

One day and older woman came to her preacher to discuss her funeral. Being close to death, she knew there were certain details to plan out. One thing especially: at her funeral, she wanted a fork placed in her hand within her coffin for all to see. The preacher, of course, had to know why. 
"As you know, the potluck dinners at church are some of my favorite fellowship times at church. And I always love when the ladies come out of the kitchen towards the end and say, 'Hold onto your forks; the best is yet to come.' At that point, of course, the dessert comes out. And at my funeral, I want all to know that I've held onto my fork because the best is certainly yet to come."


Now y'all know how I love dessert. Oftentimes, I pick what I want for dinner based on what I want for dessert, not IF I want dessert. I've been known to have cookies for breakfast, and I follow nearly every meal with something sweet-- including my cookie breakfast. I got that much from my daddy. And that is why I couldn't help but smile as I put my make-up on listening to Dr. Jeremiah's story of a woman preparing for an eternity of her just desserts, because, like this woman, I have to believe that surely the best is yet to come... and as ready as I am to hurry through my Sunday lunch and get to my Sunday dessert, I'm ever ready for my heavenly home: truly, the best is yet to come.