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 drove  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...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 his fancy 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. And,

If  He had a wallet, your photo would be in it. 

He sends you flowers every  spring. 

He sends you a sunrise every morning. 

Whenever you want to talk, He  listens. 

He can live anywhere in the universe, but He chose .....your heart.  

Face it, friend - He is crazy about you!

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.
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