Prayer and An Empty Chair

Yeah! Recently got to read this article in Friendster's Bulletin board, posted by my dear ol' friend, Diana.
However, I found the article not very neatly done...
So before reposting it, I rearrange the story in a neater and more comfortable for the eyes..... in my view anyway...
And I'm glad people read it and actually spread them too. Heheh!
Plus with the title that I named it... cause originally it just title 'The empty chair' by Diana..
Hehehe.... Anyway... Just thought to spread the story here too.
Very meaningful....
Do cherish your life and don't let worries burden you all the time...

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A man's daughter had asked the local pastor 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
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.'

He then told me '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."

Just send this to four people or more,

and do not break this, please.

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,
He gave me all of YOU...

If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.

Happy moments, praise God.
Difficult moments, seek God.
Quiet moments, worship God.
Painful moments, trust God.
Every moment, thank God.

FOWARD this if you think that this does earn a
credit or merit....
For God will bless you,if you agree with this statement. =)
Love Never Fails.... Somethings are left unsaid but understood.......



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