You Don’t Need the Burka

Modesty is a touchy subject amongst the Christian population.

Amongst the entire population really.

Everyone has an opinion. Here’s ours.

“You Don’t Need the Burka”

by Wild Thing and Bohemian Goddess

 

Modesty is not about what you put on your body. Your wardrobe is a result of your mindset.

You can’t look at somebody who is wearing less clothing than you think they ought to and say “They have low self-esteem. They’re dressing like that because they’re trying to get boy’s attention.”

I, Wild Thing, am married. I dress in a way that is flattering, I dress in what my husband likes, I dress in a way that gives me confidence.

I, Bohemian Goddess, am a single pringle, so naturally I have some interest in attracting the opposite sex, but I believe the most honest way to do that is by dressing myself in whatever makes me feel the most like ME. I might show my back, some stomach or legs, but I’m not doing that for the sole purpose of reeling in men.

Okie doke, now that we have that established, we can move forward.

What makes a long sleeve shirt more modest than a tank top?

Are arms immodest? Are shoulders?

At what point does immodesty kick into effect?

We like crop tops, shorts, high heels, open-back shirts, and strapless dresses.

They make us feel confident.

THAT is what women should be dressing for.

We are not responsible for men’s thoughts. That is a blatant lie fed to us by those who would like us to wear burkas and stay indoors. Rigid Christians (and rigid peoples of other beliefs, such as Islam) who think that to show is skin is to be immodest when really it’s all about intention.

As stated above, we dress to feel beautiful, to feel good about ourselves. We don’t dress so that men walking down the street want to hire us to have sex with them.

Modesty is different for different people! We aren’t trying to tell you what to wear. But be mindful of who you are dressing for.

On a slightly different, but very related, note…

“Slut-shaming”

What. The. Heck?

Why is this term a thing?

When did people decide that being a slut is something to be praised and protected? That’s like saying prostitution is fine and stripping is morally fine.

By the way, since nobody can use a dictionary anymore, the word “Slut” is defined as ” a woman with many sexual partner. See; whore, tramp, harlot”

It’s not about her dressing a certain way. It’s about behavior. Shameful behavior that we should not be encouraging.

The problem with people is that we think it’s better to encourage someone in wrong behavior rather than hurt their feelings.

It’s like saying “No, you’re fine, I’m not going to try to lead you away from Hell because your eternal misfortune is not worth hurting your feelings by saying that maybe you should present yourself in a way that’s a little more respectable.”

If you love someone, you want them to be happy, to feel good, but also you want them to know when they have messed up.

It’s like the relationship between parents and children. Parents love their kids and have their best interest at heart. But when the kid does something wrong, they get disciplined. It’s not because the parent doesn’t love their child. The exact opposite. The parents love their child so much that they don’t want them to repeat that mistake.

That’s what we have to do for our friends.

If Bohemian Goddess was walking around in hot pants and a bralette and stilettos, sleeping with anyone that wanted to have sex with her, you can bet your sweet patuckus I’d tell her to knock it off because she’s worth more than that.

That’s what the heart of modesty is. Self-worth. Respectability.

When you dress for other people it’s no longer about how you view yourself. And that’s unhealthy and you’ll never get the fulfillment you’re looking for.

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Congratulations! You’re Baby is a Pansexual Gender-queer girl! Unless She Changes Her Mind…

I’ve had people try to tell me that there’s this whole spectrum of sexes. No longer are there men and women. There are a myriad of different combinations for the Lesbian Gay Bi Trans Queer Pan Asexual (I’m pretty sure there’s more) community.

Nope.

There’s men. There’s women. There are occasional hermaphrodites, which are a different topic altogether. But outside of men and women are confused people searching for an identity, trying to be shocking, or genuinely lost.

In the Bible God said He made man and he made woman in His image. He did not say anything else about any other sexes. They don’t exist. Whatever “science” has been done to prove there’s this vast expanse of different sexes is obviously not very good. All you have to do is look at anatomy and you can tell fairly easily if someone is male or female.

When you’re pregnant and you find out the gender of your baby, does the doctor say “Congratulations. You’re having a being that is neither male nor female, we actually have no clue what it is but I’m sure it fits somewhere in this super cool spectrum we have created once it decides for itself what it is.”

No. The doctor tells you it’s either a boy or a girl. And that’s that.

I don’t even know what to think about this spectrum thing. What do you call these interlopers floating in the space between male and female who apparently get to pick, consciously, that’s what they are. Who cares about biology and cold hard facts. It’s all about feelings now. Bunch of hippies….

I’m all for being yourself personality wise, but if I were to all of sudden decide I was a boy, it would literally be unnatural. My reproductive system is all inside my body. I have boobs. I’m a girl. It’s obvious. It’s the way God made me.

The Bible tells us  (I believe it’s in Psalms) that we are all formed perfectly in the womb. Exactly how God means us to be. If He means someone to be a man, that person is a man. If He means someone to be a woman, she’s a woman. These people don’t get to grow up and decide they’re something different.

We’re raising a generation of confused little kids. In their world it is normal to decide you are biologically something else. It’s all over the media. It’s everywhere. There’s no escaping the sin that has engulfed us. There is no black and white anymore. Only grey.

What gets me most is that Christians go along with it. Someone wants to change who God made them to be? Awesome. Let’s ignore the entire Bible, all of what our faith and belief is founded upon, and support them in their sin. Encourage the sin! We don’t care that we know they’ll go to Hell unless they find God. As long as they’re happy on earth right? Forget about eternity. It’s all about now. It’s all about their feelings.

That’s not loving. By accepting their sin now you are condemning them. Quit being so afraid of hurting feelings and go help people.

Just to head off a few arguments: Yes, I brought up hermaphrodites. I acknowledge that they exist. That is a biological issue. Anything else is psychological.

If you try telling me  “You don’t know what’s going on in their biology.” well you don’t either and I’m a little confident that in the past fifteen or so years suddenly peoples actual biology is NOT changing while they are walking around.

In short: There isn’t a spectrum. There are men. There are women. That’s God’s final word.

Worldviews. Sometimes You Can’t Change Them.

Everyone has a worldview. Everyone’s is different. It changes their perspective on things. There are very many people who see the world through an atheistic view or the view of a different religion. As Christians, we know that this is wrong.

Sometimes you have to accept that some people will not change their minds, no matter how many arguments you counter with the Bible and your own personal faith.

Does that mean you stop trying? No.

Jesus did not give up and stay silent when the Pharisees refused to listen to Him. It’s our job to keep speaking. Christianity is dying out in the chaos of an atheistic, gender-queer, racist world. We need a resurgence of strong Christians. That will not happen if you are scared into remaining silent.

People will get offended. They’ll attack. So what? Aren’t you offended at what is being said? Why don’t you get a voice?

And what about that one person, the silent eyes that read what you have to say and are changed for the better? What about the one person who meets Jesus because of your conviction? They make it all worth it.

I’m so proud of some of my friends for being so vocal about what is right. I love it. It makes me happy. It gives me hope.

Speak up, Christians. We are not dead yet.