28/08/2026
THE POOR WIDOW AFTER GOD’S HEART
The morning sun had barely risen over a small village in Akwa Ibom when Mama Ekaette, a poor widow, sat outside her modest home preparing the little food she had left.
Her son, Aniekan, looked at the empty food container.
“Mama, is this all we have?”
Mama Ekaette nodded gently.
“Yes, my son.”
Aniekan became silent.
“Then what will we eat tomorrow?”
Mama Ekaette smiled.
“The God who has kept us this far will not abandon us tomorrow.”
But that morning was special. The church was having a thanksgiving service, and Mama Ekaette had already decided to attend.
Aniekan noticed her counting two small coins in her palm.
“Mama, please don't give that money. That's all we have. We need food.”
She looked at him lovingly.
“My son, I know. But giving to God is not about how much we have. It is about how much we trust Him.”
At church, the wealthy members came forward with large offerings.
Chief Bassey walked proudly to the offering box.
“I am giving ₦200,000,” he announced.
The congregation applauded.
Then Mama Ekaette stood up.
She walked quietly toward the offering box.
In her hand were only two small coins.
She dropped them inside and returned to her seat.
Someone whispered, “Only two coins?”
Another laughed quietly.
But nobody noticed the tears in Mama Ekaette's eyes.
She wasn't trying to impress anyone.
She was simply trusting God.
Pastor Etim looked at the congregation and said:
“Brethren, never measure someone's sacrifice by what you see in their hands. God sees what people cannot see—the heart.”
He reminded them of the poor widow Jesus spoke about, who gave two small coins.
“She gave more,” he said, “because others gave from their abundance, but she gave out of her poverty.”
Mama Ekaette lowered her head.
She knew those words were speaking directly to her heart.
One week later, Aniekan came running home.
“Mama! Mama!”
“What happened?”
He handed her a letter.
“Mama, my school fees have been paid! I have also received a scholarship!”
Mama Ekaette broke down in tears.
“Who paid it?” she asked.
Aniekan shook his head.
“They said the person wants to remain anonymous.”
Mama Ekaette lifted her hands toward heaven.
“Lord, You saw me when nobody saw me.”
That day, she learned something she would never forget:
People may overlook your little sacrifice, but God never overlooks a sincere heart.
Maybe you feel like Mama Ekaette today.
You don't have much.
Your prayers seem small.
Your efforts seem unnoticed.
Your kindness seems unappreciated.
Your service to God seems invisible.
Don't stop.
Keep trusting.
Keep serving.
Keep giving your best.
Because God is not looking at the size of what is in your hand. He is looking at the heart behind it.
❤️ Your little may look insignificant to people, but when placed in God's hands, it can become something greater than you imagined.
Keep believing. God sees you.
