The Poor Woman's Mite
Story★★★★These, which she noiselessly dropt into the treasury of the Temple, deserved more attention than the stones and ornaments of the Temple itself. It was not a mite, but an invisible act of the mind which the alms had made visible.
There was something great in this action, greater than the Temple with its stairs, its peristyles, its arches, and colossal walls. And, indeed, all comparison is injurious; for between the luxurious prince, who built this house out of the super-abundance of his treasure, or the sweat of his subjects slowly transformed into gold, and this poor woman, stealthily throwing in the treasury a tribute levied from her misery * her whole living,” says Christ, what a difference! How great the poor womanı! how little the monarch !.
The point
A reflection on the widow's offering, contrasting her sacrificial giving with the grandeur of the Temple and wealthy donors.