I have just been informed that the deadline for me to register for The Frankfurt Book Fair & Beijing Book Fair and International Children's Publishing Exhibit is tomorrow. I just can't leave right now. I can't even think of anything else, right now, not just for my grandson, but for both children in CPS's custody. Two days ago, my daughter in law, in just about what was pleading with me, made me see just how important the other child is, and right now with tears in my eyes, I do believe that I should try to fight to keep both children together, no matter what the cost. There will be other book fairs and opportunities to do all of the things I ever wanted to do. Both children are just so precious, and like I said in my last post, with me it seems that opportunities come, and God allows me the privilege of having everything I need. I do believe, he also puts me places that wake me up to certain situations. I believe this is one place he has put me, so that I can have the opportunity to make changes that need to be made.
One of my friends sent me a story yesterday called The Brick. I usually don't read spaming e-mails, but this caught my eye, and I do believe it was talking right to me. Below is the story my friend Charlie sent me:
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 right into the Jag's side door! He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back up 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 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 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 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. 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. Read this line very >slowly and let it sink in...If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.
The funny thing is, the man who sent this story to me, has always told me, HE DOESN'T BELIEVE IN GOD!!! This story made me realize certain things. I am now ready to take both children into my home and raise them until my son and his wife are ready, I've been an idiot!!!! (Not the first time in my life, and probably won't be the last).