My brothers, show no partiality as you hold the faith in our Lord Jesus Christ, the Lord of glory. For if a man wearing a gold ring and fine clothing comes into your assembly, and a poor man in shabby clothing also comes in, and if you pay attention to the one who wears the fine clothing and say, “You sit here in a good place,” while you say to the poor man, “You stand over there,” or, “Sit down at my feet,” have you not then made distinctions among yourselves and become judges with evil thoughts? Listen, my beloved brothers, has not God chosen those who are poor in the world to be rich in faith and heirs of the kingdom, which He has promised to those who love Him? But you have dishonored the poor man. Are not the rich the ones who oppress you, and the ones who drag you into court? Are they not the ones who blaspheme the honorable name by which you were called? If you really fulfill the royal law according to the Scripture, “You shall love your neighbor as yourself,” you are doing well. (James 2:1-8) A Christian saw one of his friends in the church building for the first time. His friend was in his mid-70’s and had never been before even though he had been invited many times. Not long before this the Christian was talking to this friend and asked, “Have you ever been to a church service?” The old man shrugged and told about an experience he had. When he was ten years old a neighbor invited him to go to church. He was one of many children in an impoverished family. He went to church the next Sunday. He had never heard such songs and stories before. He was thrilled when the Bible class teacher read from the Word of God. This was one of the best experiences of his young life! After class the teacher took him aside and said, “Son, please don’t come again dressed as you are now. We want to look our best when we come to worship the Lord.” He stood in his ragged, patched overalls, looked down at his dirty bare feet, and said, “No, ma’am. I won’t, ever.” The old man finished his story by saying, “And I never did.” Now here he was, immaculately dressed in his neat brown suit—in a church building for the first time since he was ten—lying in his casket. When I first read that story I wondered if it was true. I suspect it could be. Then I wondered, “What if?” What if the teacher had put her arms around that dirty, ragged little boy and said, “I’m glad you’re here and I hope you will come back to hear more about Jesus?” What if the teacher had practiced the teaching of James 2? Maybe nothing, but maybe it would have made all the difference for that one soul. Let’s take this teaching to heart and welcome all who are seeking Jesus.