Once an old farmer had gone to a new town to sell some of the produce he grew on his farm. Finding himself in town over the entire weekend, he wanted to go to church on Sunday. Within walking distance, was the prettiest, biggest church he had ever seen. All day he imagined how the big church looked inside. The more he thought about it, the more he was sure; he would go to that big church on Sunday morning. If the sermon would be anything like the immense size of the church, he would really receive an enormous blessing.
On Sunday morning, the old farmer put on his clean overalls and clean shirt, dusted off his straw hat, and walked down to the church. The doors were open, so he walked in. He took off his hat and looked around at the beauty before him. The white carpet on the floors looked as pure as new snow. He had never seen such beauty in all his days. Colored glass in the windows turned the sunshine into radiant lights. Not wanting to miss one second of the anticipated message from God, he walked down to the front pew, and sat down with his Bible with great expectations.
He was oblivious to the arrival of many people in the church. His thoughts were full of beauty and excitement of what he was sure to hear. His thoughts were interrupted by a beautiful lady who had walked up to him. She was dressed in a beautiful suit with matching designer accessories.
Exquisite jewelry adorned her arms and fingers. The Bible she was holding was gold and silver. She introduced herself as the pastor’s wife, and began to explain to the farmer about the dress code here at the church. She told him that the members would be very offended to see him sitting there, and if he would like to stay for the service, he would have to sit over in an unobserved corner. She went on to tell him that if he wanted to come back for evening services, he would have to ask God to show him what clothes to wear, so he would fit in with the rest of the members and visitors.
The old farmer stayed for the service, in an unseen corner of the church, and then was escorted out a side door by one of the members. As the lady suggested, the old farmer had a long talk with God to discuss the clothes he should wear. Later in the afternoon, he returned to the church. Still wearing his overalls, he waited out front for the pastor’s wife to arrive.
As she approached him, she said to him, “Sir, I thought I made it clear to you to find out from God what you should wear to our church.”
He said, “Yes’m, that’s what I dropped by for, I asked God what clothes would be proper to wear to your church, and He said He wasn’t sure about that, cause He has never been to your church”.