The brick

[Gwen]

another one of those that get passed around in emails, who knows where they came from, where they are going, and we all doubt that there is a shred of truth to them. but we pass them on anyway.... :)

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 throw. 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 to 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.

[SeekYourWish]

Wow... Ive never heard that story before. Thank you for sharing that =]

[dazed-and-confused]

nice one, gwen

[sixpacktr]

The actual end of the story is: as the man was walking back to his car he found it wasn't there, having been stolen for parts while he helped the 'stricken' boy, who was over in the next alley getting his payoff from the chop shop.

This story MUST have come from 'Smarmy Tales Especially for Mormons' to make us feel that warm, teary eyed stories are manifestations of the Spirit...

[Gwen]

wow lol

just for the record i didn't feel the spirit when i read it nor did it make me teary eyed... just thought it was cute and had a nice message.

but hey, to each his own. lol

[talisyn]

The actual end of the story is: as the man was walking back to his car he found it wasn't there, having been stolen for parts while he helped the 'stricken' boy, who was over in the next alley getting his payoff from the chop shop.

This story MUST have come from 'Smarmy Tales Especially for Mormons' to make us feel that warm, teary eyed stories are manifestations of the Spirit...

My very very non-Mormon ex mom-in-law sent that story to me via email, so it's not just gullible Mos that pass it around

[Dr T]

I liked it. Thank you for posting it Gwen :)