19 April 2005

The Brick!

Got this in an email...and.... with it being my brothers birthday today....I kinda felt like... I had just had a brick hurled at me! So here it is for all to see....

A young and successful executive was travelling 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.


Anonymous said...

What a beautiful story. It really touched me right here {hands clasp, moving towards my heart, then rapidly descend to my stomach, as I double over from the horrible waves of nausea from the overdose of saccharine sweetness}.


Freddie said...

hmmm...looks like SOMEONE could do with a brick being thrown at them! Careful ur synisism doesnt leave u out in the cold pal..:-P

Candace said...

The sentiment is wonderful, but I really, really hate "stories" like this. I often wonder why people feel the need to resort to poorly written fiction to make a point.

Isn't it enough to say, "Slow down, life goes too fast, listen to God every day."?

Freddie said...

Thanks for visiting misfit...and in reply... yes...for some...it so IS enough. Unfortunately...most need a little more than that to REALLY get a wake up call... hence the poorly written fiction. What a glorious world we would live in if we didnt need to be reminded of who we are in the here and now.

Anonymous said...

Looks like somebody threw a brick at your PC and you decided to keep it that way.....:)

Freddie said...

gee anonymous....easy to hide behind that widdle name huh... do me a favour... I really dont mind having people slag off my posts...but please...have the fuckin balls to leave a name!