By Martha Moses

Have I ever given anything like these poor widows in these scriptural passages: 1 Kings 17:10-16 and Mark 12:38-41? Reflecting on the passages, I concluded immediately that I have never given anything like them because they gave all they had.

After much reflection, I remembered my own little act of generosity which cost me greatly. On the day of my baptism, I went to a river to fetch some water, and my mother advised and warned me strictly not to delay. In order not to waste time or get distracted by others, I went to the river that was not as busy as the regular one, which was more suitable and enjoyable.

I fetched my water and hasten up, just about leaving the river, a girl by name Augustina arrived at the river. She pleaded with me to wait for her, that the river is a lonely. I explained to her my reasons for not wanting stay back. She continued in her plead. Moved with pity, I yielded to her plea and joined her to wash some of the clothes she brought to the river, so as to finish fast.

My worried and anxious mother sent four persons to look for me since I was long in coming. They couldn’t find me because the river I went was not popular like the regular one.

I rushed back home after my generous act, found out that everybody had gone to the Church. I quickly worn my white dress for baptism. By the time I got to the Church, baptism was over. My mother was very bitter, so with my siblings and catechism teacher. I cried my eyes out.

After some years, I got baptised and I was so happy.