I have received so many questions in regards to this topic. Many people who have known me for some time, know I have not always dressed this way. It wasn't until my salvation moment with my Lord and Savior that I decided to make the change.
These photos were taken in 2006, a year before I gave my life to the Lord and started changing my appearance.
I wouldn't say the way I dressed then was provocative and inappropriate necessarily, it was the attitude I took on while dressing that way. A very showy, competitive, and needful spirit. The way I looked on the outside was my absolute biggest concern and if just one person did not like the way I looked, I would do anything to gain their approval.
In February of 2007 I experienced a dramatic life change when I went to church with my best friend...and when I say dramatic I mean throw away every pair of jeans, shorts, and piece of jewelry dramatic. Many friends and family members thought I was being sucked into some religious cult and was being forced to dress a certain way to gain acceptance into the church. I cannot blame them though because I had never shared with anyone my true feelings as to why I had to change.
Here is a small look into my past that may give a little understanding to why I was that way:
My closest friends and family had no idea the emptiness I was feeling or the path I was headed down. So what seemed like a young, fun, party girl, with no cares in the world was actually a scared, torn, lonely young lady searching for an answer in life.
I do not think I could ever explain the way I felt when I walked through those church doors. Such love, acceptance, and excitement was hitting me from every side. Now understand, I didn't just walk in and hear one song then run to the alter to be saved...it was a gradual thing. I just knew I had to keep coming back to that place...I knew there were answers there...there was freedom there.
Something I did see instantly was the way the ladies dressed. They had a holiness about them. It seemed to me they were all just glowing! I knew that whatever that was I wanted to have it too.
Now I admit, I did not fully grasp the concept of modesty. I just thought if I wore a skirt I would have what those people had because, keep in mind, that is how I have always thought...the outside is first. If I dress like that then I will be like that. Little did I know, Jesus works from the inside out. The only way I was getting that glowing beauty was to let Jesus come into my heart and change me.
After a few weeks of attending church in my "modest skirts" I realized that the preacher kept talking about letting Jesus into your heart. Once I was saved, I began to see it all differently. The more I attended church the more I learned about what modesty really was and why we do it.
If I had to sum it all up, you gain modesty by growing in God. When you spend more time praying to Him and reading His Word you just start changing. A child cannot grow without changing and that is exactly what we are when we first come to Christ. The concept of dressing modestly due to changing is evident in any woman. A woman who was once 16 and dressed like any 16 year old would, would not have the desire to dress like that when she is 25. As we get older, we begin to grow out of the desire to dress like a 16 year old. We mature into new understanding that it is not appropriate or self satisfying to dress that way.
So that is what happened...I changed. I began to grow in Jesus and desired to present myself differently. I am still growing and changing and will continue to.
There is just something so gratifying when I dress modestly. As I said in the beginning of my post, I once dressed to show myself, to gain attention, but now I dress to hide myself, to give attention to God. If others have the right to "flaunt what they got" then I have the right to cover it. If Jesus lives in my heart then that means I take him with me wherever I go. Whatever I listen to, Jesus listens to. Whatever I see, Jesus sees. And whatever I put on my body, I am putting on His Temple.
I choose modesty because I have grown to respect myself, I desire to hide myself, and because it is one small thing I can do to honor my God.
In His Love,