I'd rather pull up a chair at a table full of sinners who admit their mistakes than sit with people who pretend to be saints. I know my table.

One night my wife and I were walking home from the local coffee shop when the pastor of our church stopped us. He said he was very glad to see us sitting on the wrong side of the coffee shop. We were a bit perplexed so the pastor explained in this tiny town the coffee shop was where everyone went to socialise but there was an invisible line up the middle of it. On one side were all those who went to church and on the other were all those who didn't go to church. We always went to church but we had been sitting on the unchurched side of the coffee shop.