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 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 handi-
capped 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 little 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: Listen to the whisper... or wait for the
brick!
-- Author Unknown
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