The would-be robber  walked into a group of people having a backyard barbecue. He pointed a gun at the head of one of the women. Everyone remained very calm. One woman said, "Why don't you point that gun at me instead of her?" He did.

They asked him, calmly, what his mother would think of what he was doing. He said, "I don't have a mother." Their hearts were moved to pity. They said, "I'm so sorry," and offered him a glass of wine and some cheese. The would-be robber, with his hood down, took a sip of wine and a bite of Camembert cheese and put the gun in his sweatpants. Then the story got even more bizarre. According to the New York Times, the man with the gun apologized and said, "Can I get a hug?" The guests stood up one by one and wrapped their arms around the man.

A few moments later the man walked away with a crystal wine glass they had given him. It was good wine, I guess, but I suspect the compassion, and the hospitality, were more powerful than even the wine. 

Perhaps this is the main point of the story – Jesus calls us to compassion and hospitality, to mercy in the face of hostility.  If we let these ways of being permeate our lives, perhaps the kingdom of heaven will get a bit closer.