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They all gave out of their wealth; but she, out of her poverty, put in everything – all she had to live on.  Mark 12:44

Yesterday I bought groceries.

The Widow’s Mite

The total came to $27.35.

I had $27 even.

In swoops a homeless man to the rescue!

I’ve seen it a hundred times. And each time I am amazed.

A homeless man giving his gloves to a cold outreach worker.

A single mother sharing food she can barely afford with her child’s friend.

A hungry family in the third world sharing the best that they have with a stranger.

These acts happen every day. Mostly unnoticed. Immediately forgotten.

Yet some people have no trouble remembering how bad that homeless man smelled.

They are thankful that they were smart enough not to find themselves in the same situation as that single mother – that tramp.

And take great pride that their hard work has paid off  – not like that lazy family. How shameful!

It’s odd but I know that when I’ve been in the most need, I’ve also been the most generous. Maybe it’s because that last two bucks wouldn’t really make a difference to me anyway.