[Singles] FW: The Empty Chair

[Kathy Jones]

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From: Cindy Esqueda
Sent: Wednesday, September 11, 2013 2:36 PM
Subject: The Empty Chair



Mom's Empty Chair:


When the minister arrived, he found the woman lying in bed with her head propped up on two pillows.
An empty chair sat beside her bed.  The minister assumed that the woman had been informed of his visit.
“I guess you were expecting me,” he said.   “No, who are you?” said the mother.  The minister told her 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 woman. “Would you mind closing the door?”  Puzzled, the minister
shut the door.  “I have never told anyone this, not even my daughter,” said the woman, “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 woman continued, “until, one day four years ago, my best
friend said to me, '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 woman to continue on the
journey.  Then he prayed with her, anointed her with oil, and returned to the church.

Two nights later, the daughter called to tell the minister that her mama had died that afternoon.   “Did she die
in peace?” he asked. “Yes, when I left the house about two o'clock, she called me over to her bedside, told me
she loved me and kissed me on the cheek. When I got back from the store an hour later, I found her.  But there
was something strange about her death. Apparently, just before Mom died, she leaned over and rested her 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.

When Jesus died on the cross, he was thinking of you!

93% of the people won't forward this!  If you are one of the 7% who will stand up for Him, forward this.





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