The Empty Chair 

Sermon Ideas Focus

Rev. Clyde Turner is one of the great preachers from Kathleen, Georgia. Hear ye him.
The Empty Chair

   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 see the empty  chair; I  figured you knew I was goin 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 about 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."

More Illustrations

Return to Main Menu

Home | Illustrations | Sample Sermon | Idea Exchange | Expositions By Wright | Bible Resources | Live Chat
Questions and Answers | Black Church Plays | About Us | Browse Our Catalog | Build A Sermon | Contact Us | Subscriber Login | News Articles
©2018 Sermon Ideas. All rights reserved.   Design by: Rebirth Designs