The Brick

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 bet-
ween 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 brakesand backed
the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been
thrown.

The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed
the nearest kid and pushed him up againsta parked car
shouting, "What was that all about and who are you?
Just what the heck are you doing? That's a new car and
that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why
did you do it?"

The young boy was apologetic. "Please, mister...please,
I'm sorry but I didn't know what else to do," He pleaded.
"I threw the brick because no one else would stop..."
With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the
youth pointed to a spot just around a 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."

Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive,
"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 hurriedly
lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair,
then took out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the
fresh scrapes and cuts.

A quick look told him everything was going to be okay.
"Thank you and may God bless you," the grateful
child told the stranger. Too shook up for words, the
man simply watched the boy! Push his wheelchair-
bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home.

It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar. The
damage was very noticeable, but the driver never
bothered to repair the dented side door. He kept the
dent there to remind him of this message:

"Don't go through life so fast that someone has to
throw a brick at you to get your attention!"

God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts.
Sometimes when we don't have time to listen, He
has to throw a brick at us. It's our choice to listen
or not.


This post came from Kay Newberry