ON BRICKS AND DONKEYS

ON BRICKS AND DONKEYS

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 drove 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…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 his fancy 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.

Then the LORD opened the

donkey’s mouth, and she said to Balaam, “What have I done to you to make you

beat me these three times?”
Balaam answered the donkey, “You have made a

fool of me! If I had a sword in my hand, I would kill you right now.”
The

donkey said to Balaam, “Am I not your own donkey, which you have always ridden,

to this day? Have I been in the habit of doing this to you?”
“No,” he

said.
Then the LORD opened Balaam’s eyes, and he saw the angel of the LORD

standing in the road with his sword drawn. So he bowed low and fell facedown.

~Numbers 22:28-31~