I've just finished to celebrate the second Mass today, first in English then in Bari. I've witnessed a very touching scene.
In the gospel it's written that once Jesus was in the temple and was looking how people were given their offerings. At some point a widow turned up and left only two little coins. And it was more than anybody had given before.
On our parish we have a second collection for the building of the new church. I was rather absent minded but I was looking at the people putting their money into the box. The majority of the people give one ssp (South Sudanese Pound) which is 1/30 of a dollar. Then this old lady went to the box and opened her hand. Being by the altar I could see the money dropping into the box, but when she opened hers nothing came down, neither the two small coins of the widow in the temple that Jesus praised. I don't think she cheated anyone by "pretending" to give something for the new church. She bowed in front of the altar and slowly walked away, with a treasure in heaven.
The desire to give, even when we don't have anything at all. Sharing an empty hand. In the mathematics of God a hundred times what she's given is a lot of love and care and graces. May God bless her and her precious nothingness!
May God bless you all