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In a crowded room, I heard laughter, but I did not get the joke.

A voice said come in and have a seat, but I was angry that I did not get the joke.

I could smell a feast being prepared so I tried to make a dish to share with the crowd.

I did not have time to read the recipe and tried to do it on my own.

The dish not only burnt but it shrank as if someone was erasing a mistake.

Someone said come in, but I was ashamed to go in empty.

I could not enter the room, I had no food or drink to offer, so I sat in a corner.

Men and woman sang so loud I could have sworn I could see the roof lift up.

I decided ok I would go and buy something, something to offer that will please them and allow me in.

Approaching my car, I could see the flat a mile away.

Someone said be still and come in.

Why...Why I just want to be a part of something.

It was at that moment I heard a voice, a voice so soft and comforting.

Let me do my work, me alone.

But how do I get in?

I want to come in.

The voice still gentle, but obviously a little hurt answered.

You have always been in, yesterday you walked away, and now you have spent half the day concerned about something you have no control.

I could not say I was sorry.

I came in and just as he said in a room full of loved ones and strangers was a bright chair.

An empty chair with my name on it.

The singing and feast was for me.

It had been there more often than I thought, but I could not see it.

He ordered my steps and prayers lifted me up, protected me from harm

Thank you

cj