Aren’t two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them falls to the ground without your Father’s consent.
I assure you: You will never get out of there until you have paid the last penny!
Look at the birds of the sky: They don’t sow or reap or gather into barns, yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Aren’t you worth more than they?
And a poor widow came and dropped in two tiny coins worth very little.