My husband still thinks I’m hot. Or as I like to call it, ha cha cha. For some reason, he even liked me when I had long, shapeless hair, ugly clothes, and no figure whatsoever, aka. high school. I may not think I’m that great, especially on days when I’m trying to lose weight and be a certain number on the scale, but he still likes me.
A woman’s body is actually created to be attractive. Let’s just say that there are features we have that guys don’t, and so they’re just drawn to our bodies. What an incredible design of our Creator God. My husband doesn’t just have to love me for my personality, for my wit, or for my wonderful intelligence (ha!), but he can actually be attracted to my body too.
Before you all throw up in your mouths, let me tell you what the point of all this is. It’s modesty. I’ve heard many women say, “If you’ve got it, flaunt it.” Absolutely flaunt it!
In the bedroom.
With your husband.
To whom you’re married and that’s why he’s your husband and you’re in the bedroom. (Sorry, I couldn’t resist!)
The Victoria’s Secret at our local mall used to be a place that was about one store-front wide and was private. Now, not only does that store have a total glass front and take up two store windows, but it has expanded to have a department that’s widely-marketed to a teenage audience. I have no problem with lingerie for married people, but with so much exposure to all of that, are we losing a little bit of the mystique? I think so. So without further ado, here are three reasons I think modesty is not a punishment but is a commandment and a gift.
1. In the garden of Eden, nakedness was not shameful. But when we humans became aware of that exposed state, it became a mark of shame. No amount of reality television will convince me that we’re supposed to run around with our everythings hanging out. When Adam and Eve saw that they were naked, God clothed them. He still loved them, and they would still be together intimately, but their Father clothed them. With literal clothing. If God chose to restore innocence to the perpetrators of the first guilty act in the garden via clothing, I think it’s important that we shield the innocence of others with our clothing choices as well.
2. When I first meet someone, I want them to be attracted to me for something besides my body. Let me rephrase that. Back in the day, I would’ve wanted people to be attracted to me that way. Nowadays, I’ll stick with my husband 🙂 I don’t need anybody else to be attracted to me. But back to the point: isn’t it time that we ladies had a revival of keeping it classy? I know that one of Dusty’s favorite outfits on me has always been a business suit. There’s something about an intelligent woman who is confident that screams attractiveness. A woman who has to show everything does not scream that same thing. I can think of what she’s maybe advertising by mistake, but I won’t name at here 🙂
3. The final reason that modesty is a privilege is that it lets us focus on our style instead of our sexuality. I am a huge fan of Goodwill shopping. Virtually everything I have comes from there, and I am the first to brag on my three-dollar deal. Here’s the point–I have so much fun looking cute! The other day, I designed a outfit starting with the shoes and working my way up to the earrings and the headband. I got so many compliments that day, and none of them were provoked by the parts of my body that were exposed. We don’t have to wear denim skirts and leave off the makeup; a little style is okay. And so is a little modesty.
Modesty is not a punishment. It’s not God’s way of keeping us from having any fun. It’s actually a treasure to be able to choose who sees what parts of me. I think of Jesus hanging on the cross. He was stripped bare, and when I say bare, I mean completely. I cannot imagine the shame that was added to all the other physical torture He was enduring. Because he was stripped, and because he was whipped, we don’t have to be. [Tweet “Because he was stripped, and because he was whipped, we don’t have to be. “] Our sins can be covered in the blood, and our bodies can be our temple. A temple of holiness.
Let me end by saying this, because I don’t want to be misunderstood: just dressing better doesn’t make us Christians. And it is hard for a single woman to give up focusing on what she feels like might help her get a husband, the appearance of her body. But God works in us both to will and to do of his good pleasure. He will give us the want-to and the capability to save for our husbands what only they should see. We must remember that it’s only the inner change, falling in love with Jesus, that can make us want to change on the outside. So if you’re not a Christian, settle that with Jesus first. If you are, but modesty is not a desire of yours, or if you’re struggling and lonely and feel that sex appeal is your only coping mechanism, pray about it. Jesus loves us no matter how we look and no matter how we dress, and He is calling us all to a closer walk with Him.
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