A regular churchgoer suddenly stopped attending church, so some weeks later, his Minister visited him on a chilly evening.
The man, alone at home, guessing the reason for the visit, welcomed him in and invited him to sit by a blazing fire. Then he, too, sat down, waiting. The Minister sat comfortably, saying nothing, but he silently observed the way the flames played around the burning logs.
After some minutes, the Minister picked up the fire tongs, and carefully lifted out a brightly burning ember, placing it to one side of the hearth, all alone. Then he sat back in his chair, still silent,. His host watched all this in quiet fascination.
As the lonely ember’s flame diminished, it glowed momentarily and then its fire was gone. Not a word had been spoken since the initial greeting and the two men sat on in reflective silence.
Later the Minister, about to leave, picked up the cold, dead ember and placed it back into the middle of the fire. Instantly, it began to glow once more with the light and warmth of the burning coals around it.
Reaching the door, the host said, “Thank you so much for your visit and especially for the fiery sermon! I shall be back in church next Sunday.
With many peaceful blessings