A young and successful
executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast
in his new Jaguar. He was watching for kids darting
out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he
saw something.
As his car passed, no
children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag's side door!
He slammed on the brakes and spun the Jag back to the
spot from where the brick had been thrown. He jumped out of the
car, grabbed a kid and pushed him up against a parked car shouting,
"What was that all about and who do you think you are? Just
what the heck are you doing? Building up a head of steam he went
on. "That's a new car and the repairs are going to cost a lot of money!
Why did you do it?"
"Please, mister,
please. I'm sorry, I didn't know what else to do," pleaded the
youngster. "I threw the brick because no one else would stop...."
tears were dripping down the boy's chin as he pointed around the
parked car. "It's my brother," he said. "He rolled off the curb and
fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up."
Sobbing, the boy asked the man, "Would you please help me get
him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me."
Moved beyond words,
the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He
lifted the young man back into the wheelchair and took
out his handkerchief and wiped the scrapes and cuts, checking to
see that everything was going to be okay.
"Thank you and May
God bless you," the grateful child said to him. The man then watched the
little boy push his brother down the sidewalk toward
their home. It was a long walk back to his Jaguar, a long, slow
walk. He never did repair the side door. He kept the dent to remind him
not to go through life so fast that someone has to throw
a brick at you to get your attention.
God whispers in your
soul and speaks to your heart. Sometimes when you don't have time to
listen, He has to throw a brick at you.
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