When birds are sold, two small birds cost only a penny. But not even one of those little birds can die without your Father knowing it.
I assure you that you will not leave there until you have paid everything you owe.
Look at the birds. They don’t plant, harvest, or save food in barns, but your heavenly Father feeds them. Don’t you know you are worth much more than they are?
Then a poor widow came and put in two very small copper coins, worth less than a penny.