The Brick

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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 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.


If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it


God Bless!!!

Comments

  • bearlysane111
    bearlysane111 Member Posts: 735
    edited August 2006
    Hey Sherry,
    I love this and had not read it in a while. It really makes me stop and think as don't we all get so wound up in what is happening at that moment? I forget abt being so insular and this really helped me this aft. I need reminders to get outside and breathe sometimes.

    It is one of the reasons why I so enjoy this site as I get these great,thought-provoking sentiments and can literally stop and smell(almost)the roses as well. At least,I hear the music of the roses.

    Love those pics as you have one for every setting,don't you?
    Have a great evening!
    -------
    Iris
  • BJAlexandria
    BJAlexandria Member Posts: 96
    edited August 2006

    Wow - I've never read that. Thanks a lot for sharing it. I agree, sometimes God needs to bring his children to their knees. :-)

  • susanmcm
    susanmcm Member Posts: 1,324
    edited August 2006
    Sherry, I love this. I love anything that helps to reinforce that God is my Father.
    Quote:

    If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it.
    If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it.





    I think I'll stick this on my refrigerator!!

    Susan
  • PuppyFive
    PuppyFive Member Posts: 2,808
    edited September 2006
    Quote:


    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 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.


    If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it


    God Bless!!!


    ----AMEN.
  • PuppyFive
    PuppyFive Member Posts: 2,808
    edited September 2006

    Gods fingers can touch nothing but to mold it into loveliness.---(George MacDonald)

  • PuppyFive
    PuppyFive Member Posts: 2,808
    edited October 2006
    Quote:


    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 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.


    If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it


    God Bless!!!


    (((( IF )))) debbyfive
  • sharon68
    sharon68 Member Posts: 115
    edited October 2006
    Thanks for sharing " The Brick" & the much needed reminder (for me at least) to slow down and spend more time contemplating what's on God's heart....less time on my e-mail & more time on my "knee-mail".

    Blessings to all you dear ladies,

    Sharon F

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