As much as I hate to admit it, I’ve been judgmental. I have formed opinions about women based on their clothes, amount of skin revealed, number of tattoos, you name it; I’ve judged it. It sounds bad coming from a professed Christian, but the subject matter compels me to be painfully honest.
My periodic perceived superiority over “women like that” has kept me filled with pride, unable to get the catastrophic plank out of my own eye. I spent my life drawing the line of demarcation between them and me. This all changed one Monday morning in February as I sat stuck in rush hour traffic.
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