I received this wonderful story from my good friend Stan Byrd in Anniston

Alabama. Thank you Stan for you caring heart. Here is the story as sent to

me.

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 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 "

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Dr. Knox Herndon is the pastor of "His House Community Church" (SBC)

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Bible study coordinator and teacher. The church is located on GA. Highway

85 South near Senoia.� As you leave Fayetteville going South on Highway 85,

you cross Highway 16, at the Senoia intersection. It is a mile on the right

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