Dad's Empty Chair

"I guess you were expecting me," he said.
"No, who are you?" said the father.

The minister told him his name and then remarked,
"I saw the empty chair and I figured you knew
I was going to show up."
"Oh yeah, the chair,"
said the bedridden man.
"Would you mind closing the door?"

Puzzled, the minister shut the door.
"I have never told anyone this,
not even my daughter," said the man.
"But all of my life
I have never known how to pray.
At church I used to hear the pastor
talk about prayer,
but it went right over my head."
I abandoned any attempt at prayer,"
the old man continued,
"until one day four years ago
my best friend said to me,
"Johnny, prayer is just a simple
matter of having a conversation with Jesus.
Here is what I suggest."

"Sit down in a chair;
place an empty chair in front of you,
and in faith see Jesus on the chair.
It's not spooky because he promised,
'I will be with you always'.
"Then just speak to him
in the same way you're doing with me right now."

"So, I tried it and I've liked it
so much that I do it a couple of hours every day.
I'm careful though.
If my daughter saw me talking to an empty chair,
she'd either have a nervous breakdown
or send me off to the funny farm."

The minister was deeply moved
by the story and encouraged
the old man to continue on the journey.
Then he prayed with him, anointed him with oil,
and returned to the church.

Two nights later
the daughter called to tell the minister
that her daddy had died that afternoon.

"Did he die in peace?" he asked.
"Yes, when I left the house about two o'clock,
he called me over to his bedside,
told me he loved me
and kissed me on the cheek.
When I got back from the store an hour later,
I found him dead.
But there was something strange about his death.
Apparently, just before Daddy died,
he leaned over and rested his
head on the chair beside the bed. What do you make of that?"

The minister wiped a tear
from his eye and said,
"I wish we could all go like that."

Prayer is one of the
best free gifts we receive.

I asked God for water,
He gave me an ocean.

I asked God for a flower,
He gave me a garden.

I asked God for a friend,

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