NEW REVIEWS: Thank you, Alan, for another courageous writing. And a pleasant reminder of just
what is important in our daily lives. Wish a few of the "Captains of Media" would read your writings.
Of all, they could use a good dose of humility today. Anyway, keep your hat on; I'm still on my way to
Gallager's for breakfast! *****__Captain Apple Jack.

This is a wonderful story offered at a time when we all should stop and pause to be thankful for all
that we have . . . including new, metallic-black Jaguars with dented doors. Would that those in our
government would take a similar pause for togetherness. Thank you for another very moving piece,
Alan.*****__Su Chang-Wu.

Alan always has a knack for calling our attention to a time for togetherness. This story is no exception
particularly when we are such a divided country at the very depth of our souls. Thank you for a
timely and important message, Alan. *****__Jean Ann Morgan.

I enjoyed this story. It made me want to read other stories by Alan Galloway. Yea, his message is
timely and needs to be shared with as many people as possible. If you read it and like it, send it by
e-mail attachment to a friend. The thought for the day needs to be spread around.****__Fred
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                             “The Brick”
                                         By Alan V. Galloway
                                                                               April 15, 2015
                                                     
                Rated "G" by the Author
                   
                A wealthy executive learns the meaning of "The Good Samaritan."

A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his
new metallic-black 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  to the spot where the brick had been thrown. The angry
driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest black 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, hardly a day older than five years, 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 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 youth 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. So, 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. If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it. Just do it! And you will receive
a miracle tomorrow.


                                   
                ©2015 Alan V. Galloway [All Rights Reserved]
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