I wrote this story a few years ago when I still lived in Larwill, IN and placed it on my myspace page...it was part of my unfolding through spirit teaching. The picture is of a 22" drum painted with 'Wind Horse'...
Sometimes we need a thought provoking story to get us thinking.... I had an incident the other day... I was going to my mother's house for the first time in weeks and as I was passing a house here in Larwill I heard a loud noise as a stone hit my van's side window.....I looked in my rear view mirror and saw a little boy running to hide and teenagers with their hands over their mouths looking at my van.... I didn't get angry, but I knew I had to turn around and go back .... I wasn't sure why... I knew I had to. I felt a lesson should be taught... little did I know.
As I parked in front of the house where the stone was thrown from... I saw 2 ,,,, 10 year old boys standing in the door of the house and the other 2 teen age girls running down the street... the little boy was no where to be seen...As I got out of the Van and went around to the sidewalk... the mother approached me... screeching at the top of her lungs for the little 4 year old boy to come out... he was coming around the back of the house and his screeching mother grabbed him and started to shake him and screeching all the while that he was going to get his butt beat .....etc. So far I had not said anything or accused anyone... my van was not damaged, but I could see a very damaged little boy in front of me... I touched the mother on the shoulder and told her it was okay... and she instantly calmed down... I could tell from the impoverished house that money was very little and this was her worry....I then touched the little boy on his shoulder and kept my hand there as I talked very slowly and quietly.... I asked him if he was okay... he shook his head yes.... I asked him if he had thrown rocks at the road and hit my van.... his bottom lip was shaking and he was looking up at me with his teary eyes and told me that he was sorry..... I could feel that comment coming all the way up from his heart.... that little boy was so scared ... scared of life... scared of the harsh spanking he thought he was going to receive from his mother... scared of the retaliation he would get from the 2 boys watching if he said they prompted the throwing of the stones... he was just plain scared of life...as my hand laid on his shoulder as I talked to him... I could feel all of the abuse he had went through in his short 4 years of life on this earth... I pulled it all out of him and replaced it with love.
I smiled at his teary face and said to him... you won't be throwing anymore stones ... right! and he said no... but he started to get a light in his teary eyes... and I knew then that my forgiveness and knowing that these things happen... that it wasn't about the stone hurting my car... it was God getting my attention to heal two people... a little 4 year old stranger and his mother... I turned to the mother and told her that he would no longer throw stones at cars and that as punishment him and the 2 boys should maybe sweep up all the stones on the walk way and put them behind the house. She put her arms around the little boy and then gave him a hug... I doubt that she even knows just what happened, but I do... You never know when the opportunity will present itself or how to help others....years ago I would have gotten very angry... angry like that mother.... now I look at this world in a different way... I look through God's eyes and into the hearts of all......
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