The Brick in The Jaguar
A young and very successful executive named Josh was traveling down a Chicago neighborhood street. He was going a bit too fast in his sleek, black, 12-cylinder Jaguar XKE, which was only 2 months old. He was watching carefully for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed that spot, no child darted out, but a brick sailed out and – WHUMP! - it smashed into the Jag’s shiny black side door.
SCREECH!!! He slammed on his brakes and his gears ground into reverse, with tires spinning he backed up the Jaguar to the spot where the brick had been thrown. Josh jumped out of the car grabbed the kid and pushed him up against a parked car.
He shouted, “Who are you? And what the heck are you doing?” Building up a head of steam, he went on. “That’s my new Jag, and the brick you threw is going to cost you a lot of money.
Why did you throw it?” “Please, mister, please…I’m sorry! I didn’t know what else to do! I threw the brick because no one would stop.” Tears were dripping down the boy’s chin as he pointed around the parked car. “It’s my big brother mister,” he said. “He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can’t lift him up.” Sobbing, the boy pled, “Would you please help me get him back in his wheelchair? He’s hurt and he’s too heavy for me.”
Moved beyond words, the young executive tried desperately to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. Straining, he lifted the boy’s brother back into the wheelchair and took his handkerchief and wiped the scrapes and cuts, checking to see that everything else was okay.
He then walked with them to make sure the younger brother was able to get them back home all right.
It was a long walk back to the sleek, black shining Jaguar – a long slow walk. Josh never did fix that side door. He kept the dent to remind him not to go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at him to get his attention again.
God may not take you on a fishing trip or have someone throw a brick at your car, but He can get your attention. I know that many of you are very busy, but I urge you to follow the Lord to the mountain top and spend some quiet time alone, just you and Him.
A young and very successful executive named Josh was traveling down a Chicago neighborhood street. He was going a bit too fast in his sleek, black, 12-cylinder Jaguar XKE, which was only 2 months old. He was watching carefully for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed that spot, no child darted out, but a brick sailed out and – WHUMP! - it smashed into the Jag’s shiny black side door.
SCREECH!!! He slammed on his brakes and his gears ground into reverse, with tires spinning he backed up the Jaguar to the spot where the brick had been thrown. Josh jumped out of the car grabbed the kid and pushed him up against a parked car.
He shouted, “Who are you? And what the heck are you doing?” Building up a head of steam, he went on. “That’s my new Jag, and the brick you threw is going to cost you a lot of money.
Why did you throw it?” “Please, mister, please…I’m sorry! I didn’t know what else to do! I threw the brick because no one would stop.” Tears were dripping down the boy’s chin as he pointed around the parked car. “It’s my big brother mister,” he said. “He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can’t lift him up.” Sobbing, the boy pled, “Would you please help me get him back in his wheelchair? He’s hurt and he’s too heavy for me.”
Moved beyond words, the young executive tried desperately to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. Straining, he lifted the boy’s brother back into the wheelchair and took his handkerchief and wiped the scrapes and cuts, checking to see that everything else was okay.
He then walked with them to make sure the younger brother was able to get them back home all right.
It was a long walk back to the sleek, black shining Jaguar – a long slow walk. Josh never did fix that side door. He kept the dent to remind him not to go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at him to get his attention again.
God may not take you on a fishing trip or have someone throw a brick at your car, but He can get your attention. I know that many of you are very busy, but I urge you to follow the Lord to the mountain top and spend some quiet time alone, just you and Him.
