Many years ago, there was a fire in Quebec, where the father sat outside and watched while his children were burning inside their house. This news shocked me, and years later I still think about it and ask people what they would have done in that situation. Would they go in and get them or sit out and watch. And suppose the house was indeed engulfed in flames, would anyone jump in there for the mere possibility of saving their children.

"Suppose you knew you had a 5% chance of saving them," I asked my brother one day, "would you go in? Would it be instinct driving you, or in that moment would you stop and think logically?"

"It depends. If the door was blocked with flames, I wouldn't be able to get in."

"But suppose you could get in but the likelihood of you coming out was slim, would you do it?"

The very fact that this father did not enter the house and at least try to save his children has me questioning human nature. I mean, didn't his instinct drive him in there. Does he find it difficult to live with himself now?

I admit, fire can be intimidating, and no one can know for sure what was going on in his mind, but the imagery of it is unbelievable—standing outside while your children are burning!

I think it comes down to courage. You need an awful lot of courage to do the right thing even if it means you will burn.