Some may say this is a joke and inappropriate for this site. I am not posting it as a joke. It is all too true and far too sad to seriously laugh about. But it is worth posting, for it is a strong commentary and may give us good reason to pause...and think.
One Sunday morning an old cowboy entered a church just before services were
to begin. Although the old man and his clothes were spotlessly clean, he
wore jeans, a denim shirt and boots that were very worn and ragged. In his
hand he carried a worn out old hat and an equally worn out Bible.
The church he entered was in a very upscale and exclusive part of the city..
It was the largest and most beautiful church the old cowboy had ever seen.
The people of the congregation were all dressed with expensive clothes and
accessories.
As the cowboy took a seat, the others moved away from him. No one greeted,
spoke to, or welcomed him. They were all appalled at his appearance and
did not attempt to hide it
As the old cowboy was leaving the church, the preacher approached him and
asked the cowboy to do him a favor. "Before you come back in here again,
have a talk with God and ask him what he thinks would be appropriate attire
for worship." The old cowboy assured the preacher he would.
The next Sunday, he showed back up for the services wearing the same ragged
jeans, shirt, boots, and hat. Once again he was completely shunned and
ignored. The preacher approached the man and said, "I thought I asked you
to speak to God before you came back to our church."
"I did," replied the old cowboy
"If you spoke to God, what did he tell you the proper attire should be for
worshiping in here?" asked the preacher.
"Well, sir, God told me that He didn't have a clue what I should wear. He
said He'd never been in this church."
