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 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 watch ed 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.
Thought for the Day:
If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it.
If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it.
He sends you flowers every spring.
He sends you a sunrise every morning Face it, friend - He is crazy about you!
God didn’t promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow,sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way.
Read this line very slowly and let it sink in…
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.

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HAIR

WELL I SURVIVED ANOTHER DAY. I WENT AND GOT MY HAIR COLORED YESTERDAY. SO NOW I HAVE ALOT MORE RED AND LESS BLACK. SO I AM HAPPY ABOUT THAT. ONE DAY I WILL GO ALL RED!!!!! I REALLY LIKE THE RED COLOR, AND SO FAR NO ONE HAS NOTICED THAT I RE-DYED IT. GUESS IT ISN’T A BIG CHANGE LOL.
I AM MORE AND MORE CONFUSED AS THE DAYS GO ON. I AM NOT SURE WHAT JOSH WANTS TO DO. HE JUST SEEMS DISTANT AND I CAN’T TELL IF HE REALLY WANTS TO WORK IT OUT OR NOT. I GUESS I WILL GO OFF OF WHAT HE SAYS AND IF HE DOESN’T MEAN IT THEN I WILL FIND OUT SOONER OR LATER. I CAN’T WORRY ANYMORE AND I CAN’T LET HIM HURT ME LIKE HE DOES WHEN HE SAYS THINGS LIKE HE DOESN’T CARE IF I CALL. I NEED TO PUT MY WALL BACK UP THAT I HAD TAKEN DOWN AND LET HIM IN. BUT I GUESS HE DOESN’T WANT IN TO MY WORLD. OR MAYBE HE DOES HE JUST DOESN’T REALIZE I LET HIM IN. I AM NOT SURE AND DON’T REALLY WANNA BRING IT UP TO HIM. GUESS WE WILL DISCUSSES THIS WHEN HE IS HOME AGAIN IF HE COMES HOME AGAIN THAT IS.
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