I began wearing skirts almost exclusively over two years ago. At that point in time, my convictions and motives were strong. I had no doubt in my mind that the Lord would like for me to make this change in my wardrobe. Over the past few months however, my convictions and motives just haven’t been as clear. I’ve recently met some ladies who are close to the Lord who do not share this conviction at all. I began to feel like I stuck out like a sore thumb wherever I went. Yes, maxi skirts are popular, but they aren’t too practical for me. I’ve ripped four maxi skirts within a few years while playing with my children, so I usually stick to sturdier denim for everyday wear. Long denim skirts are noticeable since not many ladies wear them. No matter, I have stuck to my skirts unless I’m sleeping in pajama pants, or working out in exercise pants.
Until last week that is. I was feeling kind of grumpy. I was bothered by some silly thing my husband had said. My children were being incredibly noisy. I glanced in my closet and saw a pair of capris, and thought, “I’ll wear these today,” and I had no good reason to at all. Wearing pants isn’t sinful. So I put them on.
By the end of the day I felt terrible, and I really didn’t even know why. When my sweet husband came home, he gave me a half-smile and asked, “Why are you wearing britches?” I really didn’t even know what to say. He knows all about my convictions, and therefore was confused. The poor guy has probably listened to me ramble for hours about the subject! I decided I needed to spend time in prayer about the matter, study God’s Word, and research more online (for the second time around).
I am so glad that I did! By last night, I was so convinced that wearing skirts is something that the Lord has asked me to do, that I’m seriously contemplating looking into buying complementary tennis shoes and wearing a skirt while my family vacations in Disney World this November. (Tennis shoes and skirts is something that I swore I would never do, ha)!
While wearing skirts is not sinful in of itself, if I feel like it is something that the Lord has called me to do. If I don’t heed to His call, then I am sinning.
Therefore to him that knoweth to do good, and doeth [it] not, to him it is sin.
The Bible is very clear that we are to be modest in our dress. I also feel like the Lord has laid on my heart that the modesty-level of wearing skirts exclusively is a good, noble and righteous thing to do. So if *I* (not necessarily you) don’t comply, then I am sinning.
My husband also used this analogy last night (which I thought was pretty good.) He works for a power company. While there are certain safety standards that his company must uphold, they choose to exceed them. While it is a good thing to exceed standards, they cannot look down on another company who doesn’t choose to do so, as long as they are upholding minimum safety guidelines. It is the same with modest dress. There are certain modesty standards that the Lord asks for all Christians to uphold. If I choose to exceed those standards (for God, and not man), then it is a good thing. But I cannot look down on anyone who doesn’t choose to do so, as long as they are upholding the minimum standards in God’s Word.
I came across a blog titled Feminine Genius yesterday. While the author is Catholic, and I do not hold all of her views, this one thought just spoke to me…
“I feel that my decision to wear only dresses and skirts with ample fabric is a spiritual discipline of sorts, one that Our Lord has asked of me and one that goes above and beyond the basic standards of the Church. It seems to me that, living as we do in a culture that is so dark and ugly and dehumanizing, my dress is a very visual way to evangelize, and that is how I practice this discipline of what I call “missionary fashion.” ~Katie Rose
I wish that I had thought of this myself. What a perfect way to explain the way I feel.
So, I will continue to wear skirts and dresses exclusively (except for when sleeping or exercising). I feel a renewed sense of purpose from God, and hope to be a “fashion missionary” myself.
My three oldest girls and I today.