Thanks to Bill Ross class of 1959 for the
following...
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 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
against a
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.
Thought
for the Day:
If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it. If He had a
wallet, your photo would be in it. He sends you flowers every spring.
He sends you a sunrise every morning. God didn't promise days
without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun without rain, but He did
promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the
way.
