When I read this story, it reminded me that sometimes we go through life so fast that it takes an accident or illness for God to get our attention. It tells us about a young, successful executive driving down a neighborhood street. He was smiling as he drove a little bit too fast in his new Jaguar. Thankfully he kept his eyes open for any kids that might dart out from between parked cars. Suddenly he slowed down when he thought he saw something.

As his car passed by, 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. When he jumped out of the car, he was very angry. He grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car shouting, “What in the world is going on here? Do you have any idea what you just did? That’s a new car, and that brick you threw is going to cost me a lot of money to get it fixed. 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 I couldn’t get anybody to stop…” With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just in front of a parked car. “It’s my brother,” he said. “He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair. He hit his head hard on the street, and I can’t lift him up now.” Sobbing now almost uncontrollably, the boy begged the stunned executive, “Please help me get him back into his wheelchair? Please! He’s hurt, and he’s too heavy for me to lift.

Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He hurried to the spot where the bruised and bleeding boy lay helpless on the ground. He lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out a handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts. A quick look told him everything was going to be okay. “Thank you so much, stammered the younger brother,” as his older brother shook his head in gratitude.

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 decided not to repair the dented side door. He kept the dent there so he could show it to others as he told his story. But it was also 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.” – Dr. Robert R Seyda

About drbob76

Retired missionary, pastor, seminary professor, Board Certified Chaplain and American Cancer Society Hope Lodge Director.
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