~Daddy's Empty Chair~
A man's daughter had asked the local
minister to come and pray with her father. When the minister arrived, he found the man lying in bed with
his head propped up on two pillows. An empty chair
sat beside his bed.
The minister assumed that the old fellow had
been informed of his visit
'I guess you were expecting me, he said.
'No, who are you?' said the father.
The minister told him his name and then
'I saw the empty chair and I figured you
I was going to show up.'
'Oh yeah, the chair,' said the bedridden
'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
' 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.
I asked God for water, He gave me an
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
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 ..
'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
'I wish we could all go like that.'
I asked God for a flower, He gave me a
I asked God for a friend, He gave me YOU...
WE ARE NOT HUMAN BEINGS GOING THROUGH A
TEMPORARY SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCE.
WE ARE SPIRITUAL BEINGS GOING THROUGH A
TEMPORARY HUMAN EXPERIENCE.