Remembrance Sunday & Jesus and the widow
Mark 12: 38-44 I’m sure we all come with our own collection of memories, feelings, regrets, and concerns this Remembrance Sunday. Even though very few people are left alive who fought in the second world war, there is always family history, the memories passed down, and there have been other conflicts – just as there are conflicts today. I am always struck by the power of the two minutes’ silence. People are always having to remember those they have lost; remember lives blighted by injury; remember how fragile justice can be; remember how precious peace is… In the face of current global conflicts or personal disaster or the weight of history we might just feel too small to matter. We want to speak up for peace, act for peace, pray for peace…but we are just one insignificant person. If we feel too small to be significant, what Jesus teaches in the temple, in the story we heard from Mark’s gospel, has something to say to us. Jesus watches a poor widow drop two tiny copper coin