He slammed on the brakes and spun the Jag back
to
the spot from where the brick had been thrown. He jumped out of the car,
grabbed some kid, pushed him up against a parked car and began shouting.
"What was that all about, and who are you? Just what the heck are you
doing?" Building up a head of steam he went on. "That's a new car and that
brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why did you do it?"
"Please, mister, please. I'm sorry, I didn't know what else to do"
pleaded the youngster.
"I threw the brick because no one else would
stop..."
Tears were dripping down the boy's chin as he pointed around the 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."
Sobbing, the boy asked the 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 lifted the young man back into the wheelchair, took out
his
handkerchief and wiped the scrapes and cuts, checking to see that
everything
was going to be okay.
"Thank you and God bless you," the grateful child said to him.
The
man
then watched the little boy push his brother down the sidewalk toward
their
home.
It was a long walk back to his Jaguar....a long, slow walk. He
never
did repair the side door. He kept the dent to remind him not to go through
life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your
attention.
God whispers in your soul and speaks to your heart. Sometimes when you
don't have time to listen, He has to throw a "brick" at you.
It's your
choice: Listen to the
whisper-or wait for 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!