From the Holy Communion Old Testament reading:

Then the word of the Lord came to him, saying, ‘Go now to Zarephath, which belongs to Sidon, and live there; for I have commanded a widow there to feed you.’ So he set out and went to Zarephath. When he came to the gate of the town, a widow was there gathering sticks; he called to her and said, ‘Bring me a little water in a vessel, so that I may drink.’ As she was going to bring it, he called to her and said, ‘Bring me a morsel of bread in your hand.’ But she said, ‘As the Lord your God lives, I have nothing baked, only a handful of meal in a jar, and a little oil in a jug; I am now gathering a couple of sticks, so that I may go home and prepare it for myself and my son, that we may eat it, and die.’
(1 Kings, chapter 17, verses 8-12, NRSV)

The generosity of the woman to Elijah, and the generosity of God to her as she stepped in faith and dread over the edge of starvation, should make us think.

This window is in St. Front cathedral, Perigueux, France.