Although I love reading scripture stories of dramatic examples of faith, sometimes I feel like I only have a little bit of faith to offer in comparison.

But the story of the widow that the prophet Elisha blessed gives me hope!

After her husband died, she owed a lot of money.

It seemed to had gotten to the point that the creditors were coming to take her two sons as payment for the debts.

Elisha went into problem-solving mode to help this widow:

In 2 Kings 4:2, he asks, “What shall I do for thee? tell me, what hast thou in the house?

“And she said, Thine handmaid hath not any thing in the house, save a pot of oil.” (2 Kings 4:2)

That’s what I feel like!

Like I’ve only got a small pot of oil to offer the Lord.

And yet Elisha made this work.

He had her gather up a whole bunch of other vessels, and pour from the small pot of oil that she had.

And she ended up filling every single vessel that she collected with oil!

Not only was that in and of itself a miracle, but this miracle allowed her to sell these vessels of oil for profit, and pay off her creditors.

No matter how little your offering of faith might seem to the Lord, whether it’s just a small offering of your time, your modest talents, or even a short attention span spent in the scriptures, the Lord can multiply what we have into so much more than we could imagine!

The Lord multiplies our offering.

Happy Studying!

-Cali Black

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