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This is my first post to this board, I hope I am welcome.

I received this from a friend via e-mail today and thought that perhaps this was the best place to share it in TMF community. It warmed my heart on this cool Friday morning.


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

"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 see the
empty chair; 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'll 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."
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