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                                       The Brick

A young and very successful executive was traveling down a
neighborhood street.

He was 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, spun the Jag back to the spot from where
the brick had been thrown.

He jumped out of the car, grabbed some 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?"

Building up a head of steam, he went on. "That's a new car and that
brick you threw is gonna cost you 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

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 desperately to swallow the
rapidly swelling lump in his throat.

Straining, he lifted the young man back into the wheelchair and took
out his handkerchief and wiped the scrapes and cuts, checking to see
that everything was going to be okay.

"Thank you, sir! God bless you!"

He then watched the boy push his brother down the sidewalk toward
their home. It was a long walk back to his Jaguar, a long and 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.

Life whispers in your soul and speaks to your heart.

Sometimes, when you don't have the time to listen ... life throws a
brick at your head.

It's your choice:

     Listen to the whispers of your soul or wait for the brick ...

                                                                                 ~*~*~Author Unknown

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