She parked in her usual spot and I saw her walking with her rain cap snug and her Bible hugged tight to her heart. It was Sunday morning and the rain was dancing sideways with the wind.
She drives herself to church every Sabbath and she’s faithful. A constant every Sunday morning. And she’s not the only one. They share a pew. Pew number four. And they are the most beautiful women I have ever laid eyes on.
There are these widows at my church. Their gray shines from the light of the windows. They sit close, their love for the church radiates. They give with their presence. They give with their faithfulness. They give with their love. They give. And on this day, it wasn’t the rich Jesus wanted His disciples to learn from, but the widow. Her story consisted of four verses in the New Testament, the book of Luke and the book of Mark.
And he looked up, and saw the rich men casting their gifts into the treasury. And he saw also a certain poor widow casting in thither two mites. And he said, Of a truth I say unto you, that this poor widow hath cast in more than they all: For all these have of their abundance cast in unto the offerings of God: but she of her penury hath cast in all the living that she had. Luke 21:1-4 (KJV)
And Jesus sat over against the treasury, and beheld how the people cast money into the treasury: and many that were rich cast in much. And there came a certain poor widow, and she threw in two mites, which make a farthing. And he called unto him his disciples, and saith unto them, Verily I say unto you, That this poor widow hath cast more in, than all they which have cast into the treasury: For all they did cast in of their abundance; but she of her want did cast in all that she had, even all her living. Mark 12:41-44 (KJV)
Two mites. A farthing. Two small copper coins worth fractions of a penny. She gave with faith. She gave with love.
Come Sabbath I will drive into my church’s parking lot like every Sunday morning and I will see two of their cars–same parking places, parked side by side. The other ladies will arrive shortly after. And once again they will take their places on pew number four and smile. And the heart of our church is fuller–blessed deeper–because of them.