FORTY MILLION WIDOWS IN INDIA
A widow: Undefended. Alone. Single. Vulnerable. Lonely. Hungry. Destitute. Rejected. Woman. Abused. Silenced. Beggar. Abandoned. Bereaved. Relocated to a specific region that acts as a drop off for
India’s unwanted, husbandless women.
Images on CNN recently showed one beautiful, elderly woman crouched in her ramshackle home (not a house—hardly a shelter), sifting through one-cup equivalent of rice, heaped directly on the ground; earned
rice—payment for hours of chanting at the various temples.
Few have access to social welfare.
These women are priceless individuals, each with active memories of vanished motherhood and the security of a man now taken from them in death.
Makes my heart shudder over our easy life.
Mark 12:41-44 NIV
"And he sat down opposite the treasury and watched the
people putting money into the offering box. Many rich people put in large sums. And a poor widow came and put in two small copper coins, which make a penny. And he called his disciples to him and said to them, “Truly, I say to you, this poor widow has
put in more than all those who are contributing to the offering box. For they all contributed out of their abundance, but she out of her poverty has put in everything she had, all she had to live on.”
Jesus used the example
of a widow!
I have a husband (a real man!). I also have The Husband that Jesus is to His believers. I am not a widow in any sense, so I have no excuse to hold anything back from God like a widow might. Yet, I still
find I am only contributing out of my abundance.
I would like to think that if my abundant life was taken from me, and I was left widowed in a sense, that I would be the first to give my last two coins for the good of the world, regardless. I would
like to know that I am currently, daily stepping into fuller benevolence to God’s cause with nothing held back!
Our world, which does not know God, is the offering box we need to drop our coins into! Those who do not know our God are
the truly widowed. They deserve the pouring out of our lives. It provides a model to them on how to give as the widow did, too.
We do not need to be relocated as excess citizens, and found chanting at the temples after powerless dreams, just to earn
enough to live on. I want to be found dancing in the streets before the throngs, delighting in His sacrifice, receiving our living direct from His hands!
God has the most abundant life and gave everything from it. Jesus was His proof that He also knew
what it was to be poor, and still He gave His entire life—His last breath.
We need this kind of purpose driving us. We have a mandate from the King to present the ever-living Husband to the widowed of this world! I imagine that their faces
would look something like the image above!!!