This little scene in which James takes us into a worship service for a
lesson on favoritism is perhaps the epistle’s best-known passage. The
imagery is crisp and irresistible, the moral lesson so chronically
needed. A worshiper who arrives in minks and gold rings is promptly
ushered to a choice pew, but a poor person who shows up in rags is
relegated to the bleachers.
This is a good week for preachers to share a little good-natured griping
about the seemingly endless stream of bread-centered (panecentric?)
gospel readings. Ask them to stop you if they’ve heard this one before.
Ask them if it’s just you, or if there's an echo in the room.