[She] put in all she had to live on.
Jesus spotted her on his last visit to the temple; saw her drop a couple of coppers—the smallest coinage in circulation—into the temple treasury.
Comparing her gift with the gifts of the rich, he said, “This poor widow has put in more than all the others. . . . [It was] all she had to live on” (Lk 21:1–4).
My Bible reading schedule put that story in front of me early Sunday morning. A few hours later I was joining my brothers and sisters in song . . .
Take my life, and let it be
Consecrated, Lord to Thee.
Take my silver and my gold:
Not a mite would I withhold.
Whoa! Can I truthfully say that? Those words and that widow remain in my mind.
Are you paying attention to what
you’re saying when you sing?