… a poor widow put in two small copper coins. My mother always said that as a child she didn’t know that she was poor. Everyone in her neighborhood lived the way they did. There was goodness, laughter and a sweet spirit. The best dreams are made of these things. It is when we experience the rest of the world that our perspective is challenged. Be with us and help us dear God to discern what’s really important. As we get ever closer to to you, let our minds be drawn to those “best dreams” so that when we find our selves struggling with the most difficult times, we are still able to give all that we have to give.