the brick
A young and successful executive was speeding around in his brand new Tesla electric car. Arriving at a crossroads, he slowed him down as a precaution, in case a boy crossed the street without looking. Suddenly, he heard a loud knock on the car door. When he got out of it, he saw that a brick had damaged the paint, bodywork and glass of the door of his luxurious car.
He turned in the opposite direction to go to where he saw the brick come out that had just affected his precious car.
He jumped out of the vehicle and grabbed a little boy by the arms, and pushing him against the wall of a building, he yelled at the top of his voice: What the hell was that? Who are you? What do you think you do with my car? And very enraged, he continued to reproach the boy: It’s a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost you dearly! Why did you do that?
“Please, Lord, please. I’m so sorry! I didn’t know what to do,” the boy pleaded. “I threw the brick at him because no one was stopping… Tears streamed down his cheeks to the ground as he pointed around of the parked car.
“He’s my brother,” he told her. He derailed his wheelchair and fell to the ground and I can’t get him up.” Sobbing, the little boy asked the executive, “Can you please; help me sit him in his chair? He’s hit himself, he’s on the ground and he’s too heavy for me alone.” I’m small.
Visibly shocked by the boy’s words, the executive swallowed the saliva that formed in his mouth.
Indescribably moved by what had just happened to him, he picked the young man up off the ground and sat him in his chair again, taking out his silk handkerchief to clean a little of the cuts and dirt on the wounds of that special boy’s brother. After verifying that he was alright, he looked; and the boy thanked him with a smile that no one can describe … “GOD bless you, sir … and thank you very much” he said.
The man watched as the boy walked away laboriously pushing his brother’s heavy wheelchair, until he reached his humble little house. The executive has not yet repaired the car door, maintaining the crack caused by the brick blow; to remind him not to go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at him to get him to pay attention. God whispers to us in the soul and in the heart. There are times when he has to throw a brick at us to see if we pay attention.
Choose: Listen to the whisper… or the brick.
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