By Max Lucado

Once there was a man who dared God to speak.

Burn the bush like you did for Moses, God.  And I will follow.

Collapse the walls like you did for Joshua, God.  And I will fight.

Still the waves like you did on Galilee, God.  And I will listen.

And so the man sat by a bush, near a wall, close to the sea and waited for God to speak.

And God heard the man, so God answered.  He sent fire, not for a bush, but for a church.  He brought down a wall, not of brick, but of sin.  He stilled a storm, not of the sea, but of a soul.

And God waited for the man to respond.  And he waited… And he waited… And waited.

But because the man was looking at bushes, not hearts; bricks and not lives, seas and not souls, he decided that God had done nothing.