Is He Throw You A Brick Today?

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.

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 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! Pushing 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.'

THINK!

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.

And, snow every winter to ski upon!

He sends you a sunrise every morning.

Face it, friend - He is crazy about you!

He sends this to every 'beautiful person' you wish to bless.

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.

*This story was credited to my friend, Steve from California, he sends me this story via email. It touches my heart. I wish to dedicate to all of you. So, do you receive the brick I throw to your life today? :p God bless you!

Superhero Is Not Meant To Fight The Battle Alone

There's a flower,

In the smallest garden,

Reaching for the light,

There's candle,
In the darkest corner,
Conquering the night,

There is amazing strength,
In a willing hand,
There are victories,
That you've never planned,

There's a hero,
In everybody's heart,

There's a fire,
Inside of everybody,
Burning clear and bright,
There's a power,
In the faintest heartbeat,
That cannot be denied,

Go on a trust yourself,
You can ride the wind,
Your gonna take your dreams
Where they've never been,

There's a hero
In everybody's heart,

Go on and trust yourself,
You can ride the wind,
Your gonna take your dreams
Where they've never been,

There's a hero
In everybody's heart,

There's a hero
In everybody's heart!

"Have you ever watch any super hero movie? You should learn to ask for support when you need. You don't need to deal with it alone." Someone give me a wise advice.

Every morning when my alarm is beeping, I put it off and go back to bed, sitting there and do nothing, starring in the air for 30 minutes. I asked God, "what is the purpose of my living today? You stupid, shouldn't I plan it last night before I sleep? Why I ask God right now. Come on, wake up!"

Days come and pass, in these three years. I keep searching the "right way" to live. From the working life I used to life, it was a daily routine, day after day, years after years. I earned what I earned, I spent what I spent. And I did not even know I can change my destiny, only if I allow myself to try.

"It is not only to live, girl, it is about to live it rightly! There are people out there simply exist, but they are not living. No one tells them, until one day they are willing to look at their lives. But do you know, you always have that choice. This is because, you have a hero live in your heart, I see that, all of us here see that. Be proud to yourself." I still remember my trainer give me this, and that night, I yelled out loud in front of all my fellows.

"I am a strong, passionate, and caring woman." I said it out to my fellows.

"No, add in "Proud", and say it again!" My trainer asked me to repeat the statement I declare to myself.

" I am a Strong, Proud, Passionate, and Caring woman." I cried and claimed it proudly in front of all fellows.

"Yes, you are." He held my hands, and put them on my heart.

"Feel it, Alice, there's a hero in your heart. You know that, be proud to yourself, believe in yourself. You no longer need to look down on yourself anymore, because, there's a hero lives here, just right here."

That training done in three years back, yet those words from my wise trainer marked in my heart. Whenever I feel ashamed about my mistakes, I do cry. I am a mortal being, just like you. People thinks, I have gifted angelic vision to perceive the future. Not really, I am still going through the same difficulties just like you, I am still struggles when things getting tough. But due to all these, I can also experience the maximum joy when miracles happen.

When people asked, "Why don't you use your gift to see your future?"

I laughed and said, "No one wants to watch a football match if they knew whose team is the winner, would you?"

The hero lives in my heart, always inspiring me to keep helping others, bringing the sense of purpose into your life. For me,writing blog to give hope, peace, love and harmony into your heart is something that can delight my day.

And, although I was defeated. That was my past. I knew, there is a hero lives in everybody's heart.

It is Not Easy, But It Always Worth It

Today, I am finally back to my work desk. After few days of emotional turmoil. I think, Holy Spirit brings me the strength and I am back for the new life.

After this few days of self quietness, many things used to frightened me, burden me, hurt me, and now I fully consecrated to God. And with prayers, reading gospel, and constantly self examine. Thank you Jesus, I finally walk into a greater faith by Your grace and comfort.

This afternoon when I have my lunch, I took out a book given by a friend. "Chicken Soup for the Latter-day Saint Soul", and I pray before I open this book. You may wonder, even when I read a book, I also say a prayer before I flip it. The life experience makes me become humble and I start to welcome God to take charge my life instead of I take control of it.

And there is a story strike my heart when I read that page, and I would like to share with you.

From Wings to the Temple

And it came to pass that I beheld that the rod of iron, which my father had seen, was the word of God, which led to the fountain of living waters, or to the tree of life; which waters are representation of the love of God; and I also beheld that the tree of life was a representation of the love of God.

~1 Ne. 11:25

Growing up in and LDS family doesn't always guarantee you'll listen to everyone's counsel. As a teenager, I definitely was not a listener - and I rode on the wings of other people testimonies. That continued until I was an adult, when I decided I was tired of riding and wanted to be the pilot. It was only after a series of not-so-pleasant events and my friend's cutting words about my marriage that I decided to take a serious look at what I really wanted in life.

I began a quest for my own knowledge of the truth through much prayer and scripture reading. For the first time in my life the scriptures were no longer :Greek" to me. Not only did I understand them, but the words came to life as they played out each scene in my head. My heart swelled as I read and finally had a confirmation of their truthfulness. I was now the pilot, and I longed to soar to everyone and share this great treasure I had found.

That experience set my compass on the whole new life course. After some coaxing from my mom, I attended the temple again to perform baptisms with the youth. This turned out to be another pivotal event in my life. As I prepared to go to the temple I could feel Satan trying to get his hooks into me through the ways of the world. I did my best to avoid anything "evil", even if it was just in appearance. Listening to the uplifting music during the seven hour drive to the temple helped promote the Spirit. As we got closer to the temple I anxiously look for glimpses of Moroni. As we rounded the corner I saw him, high above the temple, shimmering in the sunlight, nobly grasping his trumpet. Tears filled my eyes as I remembered being at the temple as a youth.I was so grateful to be near the temple and feel the Spirit there once again.

It was the greatest feeling to be at the temple, but I literally felt like my heart had been ripped out when I saw all of the endowed chaperones (all of the adults other than me) leave to changing into their temple clothes. There I sat in the temple waiting room - and even though the room was filled with youth, I felt alone. I felt like I had been left behind or left out. I was something like being picked last for a sports game in elementary school, but a hundred times worse! Avoiding eye contact was the only way I could keep from bursting into tears. At the time I didn't understand why I was feeling this way. I was at the temple! You're not supposed to feel like that at the temple! The rest of my day at the temple was filled with the Spirit and was awesome as I spent it performing baptisms and confirmations.

A few weeks after my temple trip, I had a vivid dream that reminded me of those moments in the temple waiting room. In my dream I stood in a dark, smoky room. In the middle was an iron rod that ran from one end of the room through an opening at the other end of the room. On one side of the rod people were gathered around a bar - drinking, smoking and watching those of us by the iron rod. As I held on the rod and walked toward the door, I saw people from my ward, dressed in white, standing at the door. I was happy to see several recognizable faces. I then noticed that the people around me holding on to the rod were also dressed in white and were allowed to get through the door.

When I reached the door and looked through it, I could see the temple in the distance. The rod led all the way to the temple, and along its path people in white were walking toward the temple doors. There were families. There were couples. There were friends. As I drew closer to the door I could feel the love of all who passed through it, but then I realized I couldn't go through the door. Those who did had a temple recommend. I didn't. I again experienced the feelings of being left out and alone.

When I woke up and began thinking about my dream, I remembered the way I felt in the waiting room at the temple. During the next few months, I had several other dreams with similar themes. Those dreams put into motion the necessary steps I needed to take to receive my own endowment.

When I began working to achieve that goal, I was warned that the journey would not be an easy one. Many obstacles stood in my way - especially as the time drew closer for me to go. This change in me was difficult for my then-inactive husband, and it caused a lot of contention in our marriage. Additionally, I suffered a miscarriage; the engine in our family car cracked, leaving us with a small pickup truck to transport our family of four, our finances were very limited, and the money I had set aside to purchase garments had to be used to buy special shampoos and sprays when our children contracted lice. I lived by the sayings, "I never said it would be easy. I only said it would be worth it."

Despite the obstacles, I continued to have faith and refused to give up. Four months after the youth temple trip, I once again took the seven-hour trip and returned to the temple - but this time I didn't feel left out. I finally belonged. I had a temple recommend to receive my endowment.

I received many blessings through my experience. The day before I left for the temple, a check arrived in the mail from a great friend who wanted to be there with me but couldn't. She sent the check to help with the cost of purchasing garments. She never knew the money I had set aside was gone! After attending the temple I became pregnant and gave birth to our third son of the Fourth of July. We were able to purchase a minivan to accommodate our growing family. My inactive husband slowly began attending church again (When I requested this in lieu of gifts for every occasion), and one day decided to start wearing his garments, too!

Although I continue to experience obstacles, I find strength through faith and a growing testimony of the gospel. I know if I had continued riding on the wings of others and had not become the pilot, I would have fallen off - and my parachute at the time was full of holes!

Stories from Kirsten Fitzgerald in chapter of Faith - Chicken Soup for the Latter-day Saints Soul.

Through her story, I almost forgot this word of wisdom I used to tell my friends when they went through difficulties in life.

"I never said it would be easy. I only said it would be worth it."

No one knows what is your destiny, but my friends, believe in yourself. Yes, sometimes life throw you something you feel you can no longer cope with it. Behold, stand firm in your step. I remember how my granny walked through the difficulties in their lives to raise up the family of my dad. And, everyone of us has something need to walk through. Breath! Let all your sorrow and obstacles to go, and invite God to help you as I always do. Now I know, I can do it, not because I can, it is He is there carries me to walk through it.

Walk on every step you can, slowly keep charging ahead. Sunshine is bright out there.

Have faith, my dear friends.

God bless you and I love you! :)