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Martin Beck Nworah Tuesday, July 22, 2014 0

 It was my first internship after high school, just few months before going to college to study Law. I met a widow in our business district compound and from our little greetings, we become greeting friends. I never knew she was a widow because one of her sons always spent time with me and my other interns. We always enjoyed the evenings playing soccer and the boy never mentioned anything concerning his mother being widowed in all our conversations. The mother was full of life. Being a teacher, she was always on hand to offer suggestions and corrections when needed. Her smiles and composure betrays no emotions and you can never believe that she lost someone. She has been carrying the burden of the family for several years and God gave her the resources to manage her family. I thanked God for her life and prayed him to sustain her.
Then one day, around the time of Easter that year if my memory serves me right, she handed me a little envelope. On the back of it was written: "...Widow's might". I was really happy and thanked her for the gift. When I returned to the office, I opened the envelope and what I saw moved me to tears. Out of the abundance of the little she had, she gave me something. I simply pinned the envelope and since then, I have not spent that money.
Why? Because it is more than just money for me. It represents a heart that is always willingly to help and contribute even though she had none. Every time I bring down my box and examine the envelope, I'm always filled with joy and renewed in my spirit. Its a big lesson that I won't forget in a haste. It is not about the quantity but the quality of the gift. It is not about the amount that was given but the heart with which it was given. To the woman who taught me this lesson many years ago, where ever you may be now, may God continue to bless you and make you prosper. We shall all seat at a round table one day to thank God for his grace. Thanks for teaching me the value of things and like I promised myself, I will always use that envelope to teach my generation lessons that will help them to live a more fulfilled and happy life.
Till we get to the Promised Land, I shall be waiting for when you will pass me a glass of water and thank God for the gift of grace for the race.


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