The last Sunday of the year goes to the youth pastor, and Vinny Iudici proves James’s point about the tongue at his own expense — with something he said to an eleven-year-old that he clearly still carries. Small things said do not stay small.

James asks whether a faith that produces nothing can save anybody. Pastor Harry takes it without flinching — and lands somewhere unexpected: if nothing is being produced, the problem is not a works problem, and a list of nice things will not fix it.

Two men walk into the same room — one in a gold ring, one in rags — and James watches which seat each is offered. Pastor Joshua Pigg takes partiality as seriously as the letter does: faith that favours is faith that falters.