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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
