I was at the theater this evening with a friend. We had very good seats, near the front. Although the play is very popular, surprisingly the two seats next to us were empty.
A person in the row behind us joked “Maybe those are for Elijah.”
I told him that was impossible. “Why?” he asked.
“Well,” I explained, “they’re not making any money from those seats, right?”
“True,” he allowed.
“Which means,” I said, “clearly there is no prophet in them.”