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SHE - GAVE - HER - ALL - """"""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""" WRITTEN 17 : 2 : 13 This is a poem I have written based on the story of the widow in the Bible who put her two small coins in the temple offering . The rattling sound of golden coins clinked against each other In the temple coffers - and Jesus watched - as men of Learning and authority emptied their hands - full of riches - Into the treasury box. What admiration this this would bring - from all around - what Smiles - what satisfaction - from those putting in The extra hundred pound. Such generosity - such kindness - They were the truly blessed - and yet - As they gave of their great wealth - they shrugged at such a thought - A mere trifle - 'twas considered nothing much to them - though To some of course - it would be deemed a lot . But - while they strutted - patting each others egos - with a nod - and Looks of pious praise that day - the Lord - was looking on - in silence - In a different way - and taking in another scene - whereby a lonely figure Now had entered in - a woman - timid and weighed down - by poverty - And circumstances - hard for her to bear - had quietly approached the The offering box - and - hoping no-one saw her paltry gift - she Placed her two small coins - among the shiny riches there - and Now - this woman - who would never seek the limelight's glare - was Centre stage - as Jesus pointed out to His disciples - that in her Poverty - she had given everything she had - and - by this Sacrificial act of love - in God's eyes and heart - she was - Without A doubt - the Greatest Giver there. And - all because she gave her all - We may not feel that we have much to offer the Great God and King - But - when we give our heart and life - Then we have also given Everything . However small. """"""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""" If you have nothing else to give the Lord - then give him your heart - It will be the best gift you could ever give - and He will accept it - and bless your life eternally. God bless you Stella Vote for this poem
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