A complaint

I just want to complain for a bit. I’m so tired of people who aren’t who they should be.

What does that mean?

Christians, who play around and that’s that. They complain about immodesty in the mall, while shopping for shorts or a bathing suit. They want to find modest shorts or a modest bathing suit.

What? Oxymoron: Modest Bathing Suit or Modest Shorts

When I was in my teen’s and twenties I didn’t dress very modestly. I didn’t know any better. I just needed someone to tell me the truth. No one did. Not until I was in my thirties [which wasn’t that long ago, not my thirties, the finding out part was, I’m still in my mid-thirties!]

The Bible is clear enough about it, but us human beings muddle it up. Churches don’t teach it. Fashions from Paris and New York rule what the body wears. Not God’s Word and common sense decency.

Has it always been this bad? In past generations things weren’t so risque everywhere. Now they are. It used to be that “the normal” thing to see was people wearing clothing that covered them nicely. Not hiding their gender, but accenting it appropriately in a decent manner.

Now the “normal” thing is the total opposite. The FREAK out there is my family. Eyes pop when they see us dressed. What’s wrong with us. Oh my, they are dressed decently. How shocking!

I can accept that attitude from wordly people, but the big problem is that the who which are supposed to be in the world but not OF the world, are the wordly ones I’m referring to. And the further outside the influence of Biblical thought one goes, the worldlier it gets.

Spaghetti strap dresses, skin, skin, skin. Slits up to … that’s just the nice way to put it. How about the way some people walk, when wearing this gear. Whoa!

So, I see it in real life, and I see it online. There’s no escaping it. Practice what you preach. That’s a good phrase. Preach what you practice is an even better one.

I’d love to see women and men, young and old, listen to what the Bible really says about life, and jump out of this frying pan of moderninity, or postmodernity, whichever pan they are in. Jump into God’s Purifying Fire. That’s a metaphor, not that I mean “HELL”. Don’t y’all get upset now.

Where to point one to: The Bible, as a whole. To Christ. To God the Father. He does put a common decency into us, if we are honest, we do know what’s modest and what is not. It’s not modest to show off ones tush. Cover it up. Puhlease. Sure, it’s cute, but I don’t need to know about it.

Don’t ask, don’t tell, that’s a wise policy when it comes to bodies and clothing.

Please understand I’m not saying a Christian should wear baggy, ugly clothing. It’s not like that. It’s about asthetics too. Ugly doesn’t comport modesty any better than a mini-skirt comports intellectual assent.