A poor widow also came and put in two small coins worth a few cents. Calling his disciples to himself, he said to them, “Amen, I say to you, this poor widow put in more than all the other contributors. For they have contributed from their surplus wealth, but she, from her poverty, has contributed all she had, her whole livelihood.
(Mark 12: 42-43)
Call me to you, Lord Jesus, as you did your disciples, and help me to hear you.
My first reaction when considering this story is that I have no “surplus wealth.” It is true that I have more debt than assets, but if I am careful, I can pay it gradually. I have food on hand, and the things I think I need I can do without, at least for a while. There will be enough for my rent. The little check I will write for the collection today will not be my “livelihood.” It is just a token of trust in your providence. Please help me to be more generous and more trusting.
David himself, inspired by the Holy Spirit, said: “The Lord said to my Lord, “Sit at my right hand until I place your enemies under your feet.’”
Spirit of God, you are at work in the world before you descended upon the apostles and after. Jesus, you tell us that the Spirit revealed to David that his son would be his Lord. Son of God, and Son of Mary, you rule with your Father. Father, through your divine Son, you are our father, too. Our Lord is our brother. Our relationship with you is the only one that matters, for in you we are all related.
Whether or not the crowd understood, you explained to them that you, the Messiah, are more than our Savior, but our very God.
Please help me today to remember that you are with me in all my encounters and to act as your servant and your daughter and sister.
You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your mind and with all your strength. The second is this: You shall love your neighbor as yourself. There is no other commandment greater than these.
To love you with my whole heart, Lord, I need to clear out any attachments and distractions. The paradox is that if I do love you with my whole heart, these will disappear, for there simply will be no room for them. Once I realize how you love me, how can I help but give my heart to you?
My mind can be my enemy. I love exercising it; I delight in solving puzzles, applying logic, reading and writing. I get frustrated because life is not logical. Still, you did not give me a mind just for my gratification. It helps me to know you, but you are so far beyond its grasp that I cannot depend on it alone. It is your Spirit that will guide me.
My soul is the Spirit you breathed into me, the kiss of your creation. It hears only in silence. Help me to cultivate quiet space.
Without you, Lord, I have no strength, but again and again you show me how to lean on you.
To love you is to receive your love and reflect it. How can I serve my neighbor today? I will remember the prayer of St. Francis, “Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.” Show me where and how I can replace hatred with love, injury with pardon, doubt with faith, despair with hope, darkness with light and sadness with joy. Let me seek only to serve.