There was once an elderly christian lady who was approaching the end of her life. As her minister sat by her hospital bed praying and reading to her she said to him.
"When I die, I'd like to be buried with a spoon"
What thoughts must have passed through his head when he heard those words
"Why?" asked the somewhat shocked minister
"Well" she answered "When I used to go to people's houses for dinner, sometimes at the end of the meal when people were clearing away the dishers someone would lean over and say to me "keep your spoon" I knew that this would mean that there was something nice to come afterwards. So I want to be buried with a spoon to sho the best is still to come.
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For what you see and hear depends a good deal on where you are standing: it also depends on what sort of person you are. C. S. Lewis
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