God’s Work

Rohit was traveling from one city to another but missed his morning train. While waiting at the station, he decided to grab some breakfast. He walked out toward a nearby hotel.

On the way, he noticed two young boys sitting on the sidewalk. Their clothes were torn, and it was clear from their faces that they were hungry. Feeling sorry for them, Rohit gave them ₹10 and walked away.

As he walked, a thought crossed his mind:
"What can anyone even buy with ₹10 these days? I can’t get a cup of tea with it."

Feeling guilty, Rohit turned back. He went to the boys and asked, “Would you like to come with me and have something to eat?”

The boys looked at each other, unsure. But their hunger won over hesitation, and they agreed.

When they reached the hotel, the hotel owner stopped the boys from entering, pointing at their dirty clothes. Rohit stepped in and said, “They’re with me. I’m paying for their meal.”

The hotel owner realized his mistake, stepped aside, and let them in.

They sat down, and Rohit asked the boys what they wanted to eat. The boys stayed silent, so Rohit ordered food himself.

When the food arrived, the boys smiled—truly smiled. Watching them eat made Rohit feel something he hadn’t felt in a long time: real happiness.

After the meal, before leaving, Rohit gave them a little money and told them to buy some clothes.

Days passed. Rohit returned to his routine, but he couldn’t stop thinking about the boys. Their faces stayed in his mind. One day, while visiting a temple, he asked aloud:
“God, where are you? How can you stay silent when children like them are suffering from hunger?”

Just then, a thought came to him:
“Who do you think has been helping them all this time? Do you think you helped them by your own will? I sent you to help them.”

That moment, Rohit understood something powerful:
Helping someone in need isn’t just kindness—it’s doing God’s work.

Moral:

Refusing to help someone is like refusing God’s work. If you see someone in need and you’re able to help—even in a small way—do it. No help is ever too small when it comes from the heart.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Glenn Cunningham: The Boy Who Never Gave Up

Image
A long time ago, in a small village school, classrooms were heated with a coal stove. One young boy was in charge of coming early every day to start the fire before the others arrived. One morning, when the students and teachers came to school, they found the building in flames. Inside, they discovered the boy—unconscious and badly burned. They rushed him to the hospital. The doctors told his mother that the boy's lower body was badly burned and he might not survive. But the boy was brave. He refused to give up. To the surprise of the doctors, he survived. Later, the doctors told his mother that even though he lived, he would never walk again. His legs were too damaged. But the boy didn’t accept that. He was determined. Even though he couldn’t move his legs and had no feeling in them, he kept believing that one day, he would walk again. His mother helped him every day by massaging his legs. At first, there was no change. But the boy didn’t stop trying. One sunny day, his ...
Read more