A member of a certain church, who previously had been attending
services regularly, suddenly stopped coming to church.
After a few weeks, the Pastor decided to visit.
The Pastor found the man at home, sitting before a blazing fire.

  Guessing the reason for the Pastor's visit, the man welcomed him,
led him to a comfortable chair near the fireplace and waited.
The pastor made himself at home, but said nothing.
In the grave silence, he contemplated the dance of the flames around the burning logs.  

After some minutes the Pastor took the fire tongs,
carefully picked up a brightly burning ember and placed
it to one side of the hearth all alone. Then he sat back in his chair, still silent. The host watched all this in quiet contemplation.
As the lone ember's flame flickered and diminished,
there was a momentary glow and then it's fire was no more.
Soon it was cold and lifeless.  

The Pastor glanced at his watch and realized it was time to leave.
He slowly stood up, picked up the cold dead ember
and placed it back in the middle of the fire.
Immediately it began to glow, once more with light
and warmth of the burning coals around it.  

As the Pastor reached the door to leave,
his host said with a tear running down his cheek,
"Thank you so much for your fiery sermon.
I shall be back in church next Sunday"

  We live in a world today which tries to say too much
with too little. Consequently, few listen !

  Sometimes the best sermons are the ones left unspoken. What silent message would God have you share with someone today?