“And don’t forget to sign up on the meals list. We have a few new moms and some others who could use our help right now.” Mabel stacked her papers. “That’s all for tonight. Have a wonderful week.”

Susan tucked her Bible study notes into her purse and gathered her things. Diane approached. “Good lesson tonight, wasn’t it?”

Susan smiled. “It was. Mabel always does a good job.”

“She does. This is a wonderful group. I missed Kelly, tonight, though.”

Susan slipped on her jacket. “Since Jack left, it’s been hard on her. She can’t always get a sitter, and even if she can, I can’t imagine she can afford the expense.”

Diane frowned. “You’re right. She’s a stay-at-home mom of three little ones. I hope Jack is sending support checks.”

“I remember Kelly worrying about getting new shoes for Matty. I don’t think they have a lot of money.”

“That’s really sad.”

“It is, but what can we do?”

Diane slid her arms into her jacket and followed Susan out of the room. “Have you signed up to help with meals?”

Susan’s stomach twisted. “No. And I know I should. They were really helpful when I had surgery last year. But it’s hard enough getting meals together for my family, and it’s an added expense I don’t need.”

“Makes sense.” They made their way down the hall and out to the parking lot. Susan pressed the key fob button to unlock her car door.

Diane raised her eyebrows. “Did you get a new car?”

Susan beamed, proud to show off. “I did. Jason started driving, so we gave him my car. It’s so much more convenient, not having to drive him to baseball practice all the time. Isn’t this a beauty?”

Diane nodded. “Very nice. I’m happy for you. I’ll see you next week.”

Susan drove home in comfort. The soft leather seats heated quickly, and the premium sound system surrounded her with instrumental Christian music. When she returned home, Sarah was on the phone with her boyfriend, Jason was playing video games in his room, and Mark was watching sports, as usual. Guess no one missed her tonight. She slipped off her shoes and made herself a cup of tea. As she sat with her mug, she scrolled through her email. Yes, just as Mabel had said, there were several requests for meals. Guilt tugged at her. She really didn’t have the time or money to feed another family right now. Still, she opened the meal schedules, more out of curiosity to see who needed help than to sign up.

As she scrolled through each of the four meal schedules, conviction overwhelmed her. For there, on every schedule, one name showed up faithfully. Kelly Grant. Kelly, who had no steady source of income, who struggled through each day to care for her children by herself, was making meals for every need the church body had.

Susan prayed silently. “God, I’m so sorry for my selfishness. You’ve been so generous to us. We’ve never gone hungry or had to decide what to give up in order to buy new shoes for our children. And now that Sarah and Jason are in high school, they don’t need as much attention. I have the money and the time to serve You. Please forgive me for not doing so.”

She opened her eyes and clicked through the meal schedules, choosing open slots where she could help. From now on, she was going to use her time and her money to help God.

Sarah entered the kitchen and plopped down next to her. “Mom, I need to do a service project. Can you think of something I can do to help someone in our community? I have to pick a project and write an essay on it.”

Susan stared at Sarah for a moment. “You know the Grant kids?”

Sarah’s lips curved upwards. “Sure. They’re adorable.”

“How would you like to donate your time and babysit them one night a week so Mrs. Grant can attend Bible study?”

“I’d love to. What a great idea. Sarah gave her a quick side-hug. Thanks, Mom!”

 

Mark 12: 41-44

Jesus sat down opposite the place where the offerings were put and watched the crowd putting their money into the temple treasury. Many rich people threw in large amounts. But a poor widow came and put in two very small copper coins, worth only a few cents.

Calling his disciples to him, Jesus said, “Truly I tell you, this poor widow has put more into the treasury than all the others. They all gave out of their wealth; but she, out of her poverty, put in everything—all she had to live on.”

God, sometimes we need to put things into perspective. We may feel we don’t have enough time or money to help others. Open our eyes to see the opportunities You’ve placed in our paths so we can help those in need. Thank you for those in our lives who serve as quiet, faithful examples of Your love. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

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