The Rector's Poor Widow
Story★★★★★Years ago, the rector of a parish in one of the lowest districts of Central London used occasionally to visit a poor widow who occupied a garret in a foul and noisy slum. Among her scanty possessions was a flower-pot containing a stunted geranium, which she tended with anxious care. One day the clergyman inquired why she spent her pains on keeping the puny little plant alive. “It reminds me,” she replied, “that God is here.”
The point
A poor widow tends a stunted geranium in her garret slum; when asked why, she replies it reminds her that God is here, even in poverty.
