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The Least of These

  • Jul 22, 2025
  • 6 min read

Recently, when I was in a group, someone shared with us a short story about a woman who dressed inappropriately for church but attended anyway. She had been a prostitute and wanted to change her life. The people in the church felt uncomfortable and stared at the woman because she was dressed like a prostitute (it was all she had), and the pastor had a brief conversation with her about her outfit following the service. Next Sunday, she went back and was dressed the same. The story concluded with a punchline about God not being present or invited to the church, so He was also unaware of the dress code. It was funny, and maybe for some people a little shocking, but I liked it because it reminded me of a passage from James.

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