The Widow’s Large Gift

Friday is for Heart Songs

Reading with the Pastor
Luke 21  and  Psalm 103

Widow's Mite

Today’s reading is 38 verses in Luke but it is the first four verses that have captured me. See if they don’t do the same for you.

Jesus looked up and saw the rich putting their gifts into the offering box, and he saw a poor widow put in two small copper coins. And he said, 

“Truly, I tell you, this poor widow has put in more than all of them. For they all contributed out of their abundance, but she out of her poverty put in all she had to live on.”

Luke 21:1-4 (ESV)

In my Bible, the note on the copper coins she put in the offering box, says that one of those copper or bronze coins was worth about 1/128 of a day’s wage. The NASB Study Bible says that one coin was worth about half a penny. Not very much. 

A couple of thoughts:

  • This isn’t a parable.
  • This is an actual incident in the Temple that Jesus observed.
  • The woman may not have even known that Jesus was using her as an example for others.
  • Jesus is NOT putting down the rich for giving out of their abundance.
  • Jesus commended the poor widow for giving out of her poverty.
  • Jesus said her gift was large.
  • Question: In what ways did she give more than the others?

I think the answer to how she gave more is that she gave not just the last cent she had but that she gave the full measure of her faith. She gave out of her poverty in faith that the God she put her trust in would not fail her in her time of need. May we follow her lead, whether we have much or little. May we give our faith to God that He can be trusted in everything that we need. 


A final reflection on today’s reading.

“He does not deal with us according to our sins,
nor repay us according to our iniquities.”

Psalm 103:10

Worship Fire

Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
How can I ever cease to praise You
For this one thing?

That You 
Holy, righteous, good,
never lying, 
always faithful,
full of mercy,
filled with lovingkindness,
thrice holy,
knower of all things,
aware of all the wretched darkness
residing in my faithless, hypocritical, 
and selfish heart—
You, the only God,
do not deal with us according to our sins
nor repay us according to our iniquities.

“Thank you” is too small and pitiable.
But it is a start—
the first embers of worship fire.
Fan it into a flame.
Be my Consuming Fire.

Two other links for this Psalm:   “You Wouldn’t Fit There Now”

“The Extravagance of Grace”

Go to Psalm 104


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