I appreciate his stand at keeping us looking feminine and “nice”,
it would be my laziness that would cause me to grab an oversized t-shirt each day and throw it on over saggy baggy gym shorts.
Now I am not saying I can’t ever wear a saggy baggy t-shirt, but, it would be for working around the house, not for running to town.
Leslie Ludy has described how my husband desires us to dress as
“feminine mystique”. Feminine mystique is not hiding we are women by dressing like a man, but rather, covering our bodies in feminine, womanly and modest attire.
Recently, I did a Daniel study by Beth Moore. She pointed out
that we NEVER dress by mistake. We don’t go out and mid way through the day look down and say, “What? I am wearing that?” We choose each day what we will put on. I think we each have experienced the exception, when we went to town with our stained shirt, ripped pants or slippers on and seriously didn’t notice until
we were walking around in a public place. That is not what she was referring to.
Another point Beth Moore makes is that we are Holy Vessels, God
dwells in us. Every time we dress immodestly it is like we are raising our cup (our Holy Vessel) in toast to the father of lies. Now, that is a picture I do not want to live out.
A perk I have is we live in the North, the weather is already
turning cool. For me it is easy to be modest when I pile on the layers. Yet, it is important for me to still evaluate if my layers cling too much. Modesty I guess is just another opportunity to think of others. To not just whip on what I want to wear each day, but truly consider how my attire is going to affect others. It is not about what I want, but what brings the most glory to the Lord of my life.