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Modesty Part 2: Men
It’s likely that you’ve been told before that you should dress modestly to help the men in your life not lust. I know I was told was that if I was wearing something that was too “revealing,” men would just be picturing me naked automatically. It was presented to me as a reaction that they couldn’t help but have. So, if I didn’t want men picturing me naked, I needed to make sure they didn’t..
What Makes You Beautiful Instead of “Hot”
Beautiful is a powerful word that I feel like a lot of people just throw around. Beautiful should be a word that is used only when truly deeming. Beautiful is something that you just can’t describe in words or looks. It has to be the moment, the heart, and the soul of what is truly beautiful. It’s underneath. Not outward.
I believe that there are a lot of good looking women in the world. But..
Remember Who You Are
The other day might have been quite possibly one of the most frustrating difficult days of the entire year for me. I was frazzled, frustrated, scared, lonely, and hurt. I was at the end of my rope and about to break down at any second. I remember walking through the store about to burst into tears so I went into the bathroom to be alone. When I walked in and looked in the mirror I let loose. I cried and cried. I had been holding onto way too much junk and not talking to anyone about it. As I cried I looked down at the sink and saw a piece of a paper towel with handwriting on it. I picked it up and read these words: “Remember who you are”. There were little seagulls drawn around those beautiful words. I don’t know why but this note comforted me more than you would have thought.
A complete stranger had written those words and left them to be found by another stranger. God knew I needed that message. God knew that I needed to remember who I was. And who am I? These last few weeks that is exactly the question I have been asking myself. Who am I in this world? What is my purpose? What if my dreams and desires aren’t what God has planned for my life? What will I be doing 5 years from now? Who am I?
A Letter To My Twelve-Year-Old Self
June fifteenth of this year marked my eighteenth birthday. By God’s grace, I’ve successfully circled the sun enough times that I’m considered an adult.
When I was twelve I was encouraged by the leader of my Bright Lights group to write a letter to my future self. It’s funny to see how dreams can change over the years. I wanted to share with you the letter I wrote, and a response I wrote to my twelve-year-old self.
Sometimes it’s encouraging to look back and see that some things really do work out how you hoped. And at the same time, the things that don’t turn out how you want them to are God’s way of saying He has something else planned for you.
Being Outgoing With Guys Without Being a Flirt
Here he comes, Mr. Wonderful is walking towards you. He is everything you’ve waited for. He is handsome, he plays on your father’s worship team, he has an endearing smile, and he knows your name. But what will you do to make sure he likes you back? To secure a friendship (or even better: a relationship!) with him?
I know that this seems like a silly scenario but honestly, how many times have we all had that fleeting feeling when we notice a guy we like? Sometimes, we condemn ourselves for feeling this way because we are supposed to leave all of that romance stuff up to God and our parents.
But are we to just sit back and let the guy do all the hard work of figuring out if we are worth pursuing or not?
Are we to be standoffish, quiet and discreetly shy until he proposes? I would like to say forthrightly, NO!
Confessions of a Modest Girl
Dear Reader,
Sometimes I feel too prideful about being modest. Sometimes I feel ashamed to be modest, other times I feel like I’m doing the right thing but I’m missing out on some kind of “fun” when I am dressing modestly. Isn’t there some way that I could be cool and fashionable but godly at the same time without drawing out the “super godly girl whose too modest for you” type of attitude?
Sincerely,
Lora, A Modesty Confused Girl
Have you ever had the same thoughts and feelings about modesty before? Do all the comments, books and articles about modesty leave you a bit hazy and insecure about the topic? Well in an effort not to make the same valid or invalid arguments about modesty I will lightly glaze over this subject and hopefully shed some light on a new concept regarding modesty.
Confessions of a Modern Christian Girl
Katherine Hudson was a normal girl living in California… She grew up in a Christian home with her little brother and older sister. Her dad was a pastor and her mother was involved in the ministry as well. Katherine loved music. She loved singing and she loved hearing new music-especially secular music which was not allowed in her home. Katherine knew that when she grew up she wanted to be a singer. She planned on it her whole life growing up.
When Katherine was 13 her parents gave her a guitar. She practiced as much as she could until she was really good. Something happened within the next 5 years of her life. Katherine began sneaking secular music into her room. She broke her parents rules. The more sneaking she did the more she slipped into a secular lifestyle.
Were You Expecting Mr. Perfection?
It’s a beautiful picture, right? Whenever I’m upset or anything, he knows exactly what to say, understands me perfectly (because he’s Mr. Perfection, of course)…
When Prince Charming Hasn’t Come by Age 21
( Guest Post )
Since graduating high school almost 7 years ago, I have attended, 6 weddings, been a bridesmaid 4 times, caught 2 bouquets and have attended 9 baby showers all by the age of 24. After being in or attended so many weddings, people start to say the ever popular ‘you’re next!’ phrase. When that happens, simply say ‘we will see’, smile and keep on dancing away.
It’s extremely easy to..
Daydream Believer
(Guest Post)
Our imagination is a beautiful thing. As children, we saw the world as a lovely place where everything was bright, beautiful, and above all, happy. Fast forward to present day; are my thoughts still as innocent and pure as they once were? Do my thoughts reflect my close walk with Jesus that I claim to have? On some occasions I would have to say that they are not. I’m not..