Once there was an old Scotsman who was quite ill. The family called for
their minister. As the pastor entered the man's room and sat down, he noticed
another chair on the opposite side of the bed. The pastor said, "Well, I see I'm
not your first visitor for the day." The old man looked up, puzzled for a moment,
then realized that the pastor had noticed the empty chair drawn close to his
bedside. "Well pastor," he said, "let me tell you about that chair. Many years ago
I found it difficult to pray.
So one day I shared this problem with my pastor. He told me not to worry
about kneeling or about placing myself in some pious posture. Instead, he said,
'Just sit down, put a chair opposite you, imagine JESUS sitting in it, and then talk
with HIM as you would a friend.'" The old Scot added, "I've been doing that ever
since." A short time later, the daughter of the old man called the minister to tell
him her father had died very suddenly. She said, "I had just gone to lie down for
an hour or two. He seemed to be sleeping so comfortably. When I went back he
was gone. What was odd was that his hand was on the empty chair at the side of
the bed. Isn't that strange?" The minister replied, "No, that's not so strange. I
think I understand."