Several weeks ago, a Ziploc bag was placed on the church counter, containing change, a five-dollar bill, and a piece of notebook paper with the words "For the Equip Center." We don’t know the exact amount, but it feels sacrificial. It’s unknown whether it came from a child, a student, or a widow—only God knows. Holding that baggie filled with coins and a single bill felt like receiving a weighty seed sown into the Kingdom. I can’t express how much it blessed me.
It reminded me of Mark 12:41-44, where Jesus sat down opposite the place where the offerings were put and watched the crowd placing their money into the temple treasury. Many rich people threw in large amounts. But a poor widow came and put in two very small copper coins, worth only a few cents. Calling His disciples to Him, Jesus said:
"Truly I tell you, this poor widow has put more into the treasury than all the others. They all gave out of their wealth; but she, out of her poverty, put in everything—all she had to live on.”
It also reminded me of an old song:
Little is much when God is in it
Labor not for wealth or fame
There's a crown, and you can win it
If you go in Jesus name
I felt led to bring it to the Goodness of God meeting and pray over it. It was a touching moment as Carl Danielson prayed, and several others joined in agreement, asking God to multiply the sacrificial gift. Later, when the bag was picked up from the table to be put away for safe keeping, a hundred-dollar bill was found underneath it—proof that the gift had already been multiplied more than tenfold.
Yes, each of our little offerings matters to God. After all, Jesus fed 5,000 with a little boy’s lunch.
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