This past Sunday was supposed to be like any other ordinary day at church—quiet, contemplative, and filled with a sense of reverence.
However, something happened that completely threw me off balance: I noticed a woman sitting near the front pew with bright pink hair. I was genuinely taken aback. I understand that we live in a world that values and encourages self-expression, but I couldn’t shake off the feeling that this seemed out of place in a sacred setting like a church..SEE MORE BELOW..
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