Invitation Accepted

Would the seat be empty or just apparently so?

Who might come to sit, ponder the moment, offer insight, share an exchange?

Might the companion be ethereal; ever present, attentive, ear inclined to whispers, murmurs, or sighs.

Might the seat be consistently held by listeners from places divine;

an angel of mercy, a guardian assigned, the spirit of the heavens, or the power MOST divine.

Would the seat ever be empty through a life given by sacred design?

Seated with glory in the kingdom beyond,

how could the preferred chair in the orchestra of my life
compare to the diadem most royal?

Yet the chair has been taken, claimed since memory could record.

The invitation accepted, a standing reservation filled.

The chair is never empty if the heart wills it so.

As I was with Moses, so I will be with you; 

I will never leave you nor forsake you. 

Joshua 1:5

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