ONE LAST THING
The Quiet Sermon
Think about the boys in your den,
Pack, patrol or troop s you read this. It is quite applicable to them,
A member of a certain church, who previously
had been attending services regularly, stopped going. After a few weeks,
the pastor decided to visit him. It was a chilly evening. The pastor found
the man at home alone, sitting before a blazing fire.
Guessing the reason for his pastor's visit,
the man welcomed him, led him to a comfortable chair near the fireplace and
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 one lone ember's flame flickered and diminished, there
was a momentary glow and then its fire was no more. Soon it was cold and
dead. Not a word had been spoken since the initial greeting. 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 the 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
visit and especially for the fiery sermon. I shall be back in church next
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.