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[Sherwin Ross]

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 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 me 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.

 

 

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I believe in second chances 
I believe in angels, too 
I believe in new romances 
Baby, I believe in you 
These cloudy days are coming to an end 
And you don't have to be afraid to fall in love again 
  
Baby, I would never make you cry 
I would never make you blue 
I would never turn away 
I would never be untrue 
I know a place we can go where true love always stays 
There's no more stormy nights, no more cloudy days 

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