The man whispered, “G-d, speak to me,” and a meadowlark sang. But the man did not hear.
So the man yelled, “G-d, speak to me!” And the thunder rolled across the sky. The man still did not listen.
He looked around and said, “G-d, let me see You.” And a star shone brightly. But the man did not notice.
He shouted, “G-d, show me a miracle!” And a life was born. But the man did not know.
The man cried out in despair, “Touch me, G-d, and let me know You are here!” whereupon G-d reached down and touched the man. But the man brushed the butterfly away and walked on.
Don’t reject a blessing because it isn’t packaged as you expect.
~ Chicken Soup to Warm the Neshama