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(Message started by: Tiannia on Sep 1^st, 2004, 1:07pm)

Title: The Brick (not CH)
Post by Tiannia on Sep 1^st, 2004, 1:07pm

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 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.

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!

Send this to every "beautiful person" you wish to bless. 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.

Title: Re: The Brick (not CH)
Post by Hirvimaki on Sep 1^st, 2004, 1:19pm

Thank you, Tiannia. That was very touching.

Hirvimaki

Title: Re: The Brick (not CH)
Post by Jeepgun on Sep 1^st, 2004, 1:29pm

Very nice, Tianna...

Ever since happiness heard your name, it has been running through the street trying to find you.

And several times in the last week, God Himself has even come to my door-asking for your address!

Once I said"God, I thought You knew everything. Why are You asking me where Your lovers are?"

And the Beloved replied,

"Indeed, Hafiz, I do know everything-But it is fun playing dumb once in a while, And I love intimate chat and the warmth of your heart's fire."

(Translated from Persian by Daniel Ladinsky)
________________________________

Be Melting Snow

Totally conscious and apropos of nothing, you come to see me.
"Is someone here?" I ask.
"The moon. the full moon is inside your house."

My friends and I go running out into the street, "I'm in here," comes a voice from the house, but we aren't listening. We're looking up at the sky.
My pet nightingale sobs like a drunk in the garden.
Ringdoves scatter with small cries, "Where. Where"
It's midnight. The whole neighborhood is up and out in the street thinking,"The cat burgler has come back."
The actual thief is there too, saying out loud,
"Yes, the cat burgler is somewhere in this crowd."
No one pays attention.

"Lo, I am with you always," means that when you look for God; God is in the look of your eyes. In the thought of looking, nearer to you than yourself or things that have happened to you.
There is no need to go outside.

Be melting snow.
Wash yourself of yourself.
A white flower grows in the quietness.
Let your tongue become that flower.

Jelaluddin Rumi
(translated from Persian by Coleman Barks)

Title: Re: The Brick (not CH)
Post by Jimmy_B on Sep 2^nd, 2004, 7:18am

Made my day.

Thanks ;)

Title: Re: The Brick (not CH)
Post by OneEyeBlind on Sep 2^nd, 2004, 8:18am

Made my day too.

Title: Re: The Brick (not CH)
Post by ExplodingEyeBall on Sep 2^nd, 2004, 9:35am

Wow!!!