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A storeowner was tacking a sign in his store window, which read

PUPPIES FOR SALE, when a little boy appeared.

“How much are you selling the puppies for?” he asked.

The man told the lad he didn’t expect to let any of them go for

less than $50.

The boy reached in his pocket, pulled out some change, looked

up at the storeowner and said, “I have two dollars and

thirty-seven cents.

Can I look at them?”

The storeowner smiled and whistled. From the kennel, a dog

named Lady came running down the aisle, followed by five tiny

balls of fur. One puppy lagged behind. Immediately, the little

boy asked about the limping puppy.

“What’s wrong with that doggie?”

“The veterinarian told us the dog is missing a hip socket,” said

the storeowner. “He’ll always limp like that.”

“That’s the one I want to buy,” the lad said quickly.

The storeowner replied, “No, you don’t want to buy that dog.

If you really want him, I’ll just give him to you.”
The boy came close to the storeowner’s face and said angrily,

“I don’t want you to just give him to me. That doggie is worth

just as much as all the other puppies and I’ll pay the full price.

In fact, I’ll give you $2.37 now and .50 a month until I have

him paid for!”

The storeowner replied, “No, no, no. You don’t want that dog.

He’s never going to be able to run and jump and play like the

other dogs.”         
In response, the little boy pulled up his pant leg to reveal a

badly twisted left leg, supported by two steel braces.

“Well, sir,” he said, “I don’t run so well myself and that puppy

will need someone who understands.”

(Story from Puppies for Sale and Other Inspirational Tales

by Dan Clark)

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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

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 rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheel-chair 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 wheel-chair, 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 God bless you," the grateful child told the

stranger.
Too shook up for words, the man 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 and

sometimes, when we are busy and think we don't have

time to listen,

He may even throw a brick at us to get our attention.

 

 

 

 


 
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