But if you show favoritism, you sin.
I never liked cliques in high school and have rejected them every since but if I were 100% honest I'd admit my heart is still a tad clique-ish.
It's easier to walk into a room and find a face I already know.
It's less threatening to sit in a meeting by someone who will readily talk to me.
It's fun to chat effortlessly with a good friend instead of making small talk with a stranger.
It's not that I seek to exclude anyone but my attempt to include myself does. But what if my heart prayed like Carynne? What if I lived intentionally to find the one who's lonely at my church, in my neighborhood and in my children's schools?
In looking for that one, I would find the heart of the One who shows favoritism to us all.