John and Mary had a nice home and two lovely children. John had been asked to go on a business trip to another city and it was decided that Mary needed an outing and would go along. They hired a reliable woman to care for the children and set off.
At the end of the long week, as they drove into their home town feeling glad to be back, they noticed smoke, and they went off their usual route to see what it was. A house was in flames. Mary said, "Oh well, it isn't our fire, let's go home. It is dangerous to be so close!" But John drove closer and exclaimed, "That home belongs to Fred Jones who works at the plant. He wouldn't be off work yet, maybe there is something we could do." "It has nothing to do with us," protested Mary. "You have your good clothes on; let's not get any closer. Somebody would already have called the fire engine!" But John drove up and stopped. A woman on the lawn was screaming, "Get the children!" John grabbed her by the shoulder: "Where are the children?" "In the basement," sobbed the woman, "down the hall and to the left."
Despite Mary's protests, John grabbed the water hose and soaked his clothes, put his wet handkerchief on his head and bolted for the basement which was full of smoke and scorching hot. He found the door and grabbed two children, holding one under each arm like the football player he was. As he left he could hear some more whimpering. He delivered the two badly frightened and nearly suffocating children into waiting arms and filled his lungs with fresh air and started back asking how many more children were down there. They told him two more and Mary grabbed his arm and screamed, "John! Don't go back! It's suicide! That house will cave in any second." But he shook her off and went back by feeling his way down the smoke-filled hallway and into the room. It seemed an eternity before he found both children and started back.
As he stumbled up the endless steps the thought went through his mind that there was something strangely familiar about the little bodies clinging to him, and at last when they came out into the sunlight and fresh air, he found that he had just rescued his own children. The baby-sitter had left them at this home while she did some shopping. John huddled close to his children and thanked God again and again!! Mary was too dumbstruck to open her mouth and silently made up her mind to be as good hearted as her beloved husband.
A dear act of kindness and a sympathetic heart will bring you much more than you give!
You have nothing to lose when you try and help someone selflessly… You will always get much more in return even if you don't expect it.
