There was a poor Scottish farmer by the name of Fleming, who, while out trying to make a living for his family, heard someone crying for help from a nearby bog. He dropped everything and ran to where he thought the cry was originating from.
In the bog he discovered a terrified boy, stuck to the waist, struggling desperately and screaming. Fleming saved the boy from a horrible and certain death.
A day later, a posh carriage turned up looking out of place in the sparse surroundings of the farmer’s land. A well dressed nobleman emerged, introducing himself as the father of the boy he had saved the previous day, saying he wanted to repay the farmer for saving his son’s life. Fleming refused, saying he could not accept payment for what he had done.
At this point, the farmer’s son came to the door. “Is this your son?” asked the nobleman. When the farmer replied in the affirmative, the nobleman continued: “I’ll make you a deal. Let me take him and give him a good education. If the lad is anything like his father, he’ll grow to be a man you can be proud of.”
And that is what happened. In time, Fleming’s son graduated from St.Mary’s Hospital Medical School in London, going on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, discoverer of Penicillin.
Years later, the nobleman’s son was stricken with pneumonia. What do you think saved him? That’s right-Penicillin. What was the name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill. His son’s name? Sir Winston Churchill.
You reap what you sow.
What goes around comes around.
Sometimes you can see this process in action in a more identifiable way than a deposit in a cosmic or spiritual bank account.