Lodge St. Andrew #518

I received this poem from Brother Angus Rennie whilst he was terminally ill. Angus showed such courage and fortitude right up to the end and was an inspiration to those who were fortunate enough to know him.
I hope you can include this in your website as a tribute to his courage.

Bro. Alex McGregor (PM / Secretary) Lodge St. Andrew East Kilbride #524 [2006]

Bro. Angus Rennie

Angus Rennie          Angus Rennie          Angus Rennie         

A retired policeman Angus was a Master Mason of Lodge Anderson McMillan No. 1552 (Province of Glasgow),
a member of the Order of the Eastern Star,
and a Past Worthy District Grand Patron of Central District Grand Chapter (Glasgow Area).

A Woman and a Fork

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 Pastors 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 am puzzled by the request" said the Pastor.

The young woman explained, "my Grandmother once told me this story, and from there on out, I have always done so. I have also 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 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 favourite 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 ?'. The best is yet to come".

The Pastors 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 KNEW that something better was coming.

At the funeral people were walking by the young woman's casket and they saw the pretty dress 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 symbolised to her. The Pastor 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. They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us.
Show your friends how much you care.
Remember to always be there for them, even when you need them more.
For you never know when it might be their time to "keep their fork"

Cherish the time you have, and the memories you share...
being friends with someone is not an opportunity but a sweet responsibility.

Author Unknown

Angus & Margaret Rennie

Lastly I would like to extend a sincere thank you to Mrs. Margaret Rennie (pictured above)
for her kind permission in allowing use of these photographs.