Churches and Whores

Another blast from the past, here is one I posted when I was working at the county jail and happened to become privy to a little drama unfolding at the visitor intake.

Fat Beggars School of Prophets

Many years ago, as part of a neighborhood evangelism/outreach sponsored by the very white, upper-middle-class church I was a part of, I came in contact with a cheap hooker.  This was only a few years after Julia Roberts portrayed the “Pretty Woman” in the movies, and the contrast could not have been more profound.  The hooker caught in my fish net wore the suggestive clothing of a whore, but she did not look the part.  She was repulsive to talk to – except for the fact that she was the only person we reached out to who seemed genuinely receptive to the invitation to come to church!

I was just a young man.  I was not one of the power players at church.  I did not live in one of the fine upper crust homes; I did not earn a big pay check; I had not been trained in ministry. …

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  1. Tim McGee · May 23, 2020

    Reminds me of a song by Todd Agnew, “My Jesus.”

    Liked by 1 person

    • Agent X · May 23, 2020

      I don’t know it. I will look it up.



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