One Sunday, a female churchgoer shared an experience about a woman who attended the service. The visitor stood out, her body adorned with tattoos and piercings. Her clothing was unconventional by the church’s traditional standards, and for the churchgoer, the sight sparked discomfort. To her, the church had always been a place synonymous with modesty and reverence, a sanctuary where outward appearances reflected inner respect for the divine. The woman’s tattoos and piercings didn’t fit that image.
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