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十年前，有一个年轻有为的主管名叫乔希。一天他开着自己两个月前新买的捷豹XKE， 在芝加哥附近的一条街上飞驰。这辆新车车身光滑黑亮，拥有12个排气缸。 他很小心地注意着看有没有小孩从路两边停靠的车中间突然跑出来，每看到一点人影， 他便会减慢车速。然而他的车经过时，并没有孩子冲出来,却飞来了一块砖头。‘‘砰! ”砖头砸到了捷豹漆黑光亮的车门上！"吱! ”一阵急刹车。捷豹向后倒开过去，冲到砖头飞来的地方。乔希从车里跳出来，抓起那个惹事的孩子，一把把他按到汽车上，冲着他喊道为：“什么扔砖头？你谁家的孩子？你到底在干什么？”他呼了一口气之后，又接着说：‘‘那可是我的新捷豹，你扔砖头是要赔很多钱的。为什么扔砖头？” "求求你，先生，求求你……对不起！我也是没有法子! ”这个小孩哀求着。"我不扔砖头 是不会有人停下来的！”小男孩流着眼泪指着这辆停着的车旁边。“这是我哥哥，先生，”他说。"他滑到了路边，从轮椅里滚了下来，可是我扶不起他来。"小男孩抽泣着问这位年轻的主管，“你能帮我把他扶回到轮椅上吗？他受伤了，又那么重，我扶不起来。" 年轻的主管被感动得说不出话来，他的喉咙哽住了。他用力地将那个年轻人扶回了轮椅，拿出自己的手绢帮他擦拭伤口，并检查他受的伤严不严重，然后目送着那个弟弟推着他顺着人行道往家走去。 乔希慢慢地走向那辆光滑、黝黑、闪亮、拥有十二个气缸的捷豹XKE——就好像是走一段缓慢而又漫长的旅程。乔希从来没有修过那扇（捷豹车的）车门。他一直保留着车门上的坑，并以此提醒自己，在生活的道路上，不要走得那么急，以至于别人不得不向他扔一块砖头 才能让他停下来……有些砖头并不像其他砖头一样是那么硬的。好好体会生命中那些朝你扔过来的砖头吧。我们对自己说的所有那些消极的事情，上帝总会给出积极的答案。 The Brick About ten years ago, 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 two months old. 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 child darted out, but a brick sailed out and一WHUMP! —it smashed into the Jag’s shiny black side door! SCREECH! rakes slammed! Gears ground into reverse, and tires madly spun the Jaguar back to the spot from 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 at the kid, "What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing?!" Building up a head of steam，he went on. “ That's my new Jag，that brick you threw is gonna 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!" Pleaded the youngster.丨‘I threw the brick because no one else would stop!” Tears were dripping down the boy’s chin as he pointed around the parked car. “It’s my brother, mister,” he said. 11 He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up. ” Sobbing ,the boy asked the 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 young executive tried desperately to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. Straining, he lifted the young man back into the wheelchair and took out his handkerchief and wiped the scrapes and cuts, checking to see that everything was going to be ok. He then watched the younger brother push him down the sidewalk toward their home. It was a long walk back to the sleek, black, shining, 12 cylinder Jaguar XKE along and slow walk. Josh never did fix the side door of his Jaguar. 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. .. Some bricks are softer than others. Feel for the bricks of life coming at to you. For all the negative things we have to say to ourselves, God has positive answers. |
