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Here’s what I have learned: I shouldn’t worry about how I’m dressed, because to do so would not only be a sign of vanity or ego, but it would also distract me from the ultimate goal: to love God with all my heart, and truly our Lord does not care how we dress…unless I look like a nun when I’m not. So, really, it DOES matter how I dress and I SHOULD worry about it, because to NOT do so would only be a sign of vanity or ego, distracting me from the ultimate goal: to love God with all my heart, and truly our Lord cares very much how we dress.
SO, in the end I’ve learned that I can wear what I want, but I can’t wear a robe and scarf because that right belongs to our religious sisters, of which I am not. Veiling is unnecessary and, to some people, insulting, since it would only “remove” me visually from society, setting me apart in a way, which is not what I want to do because it’s overzealous and vain to do so. I should show people the true path to The Lord by living the life and not dressing in a manner that suggests I’m different from them or overly religious…I think. So, even though I’m bald, no scarves that look like a nun’s, which I gather looks like a regular scarf only longer in the back. Or shorter in the back. Or like a cap. Or not at all, given the number of sisters no longer wearing anything more distinct than a plain skirt and blouse, of which I wear all the time so I should stop doing that, lest I confuse people about my faith.
Okay, let’s break this down: How I dress doesn’t matter, accept it does matter so long as it resembles, or confuses others into thinking I’m a sister when I’m not, so I should take care not wear anything that stands me apart from the rest of society because to do so is egotistical and unnecessary and old-fashioned, and “why would you want to dress that way anyway…? Because you’re religious? That’s strange.” Last week in the store, a man asked if I was a sister (no joke). You know what I was wearing? A brown maxi skirt, a purple sweater and a plaid bandana. I can’t win. I dress for God, not for other people, and if other people can mistake me for a sister wearing a purple sweater and plaid bandana, than never mind. I’m sorry I asked. SO many wonderful advice and so many people offended at the mere idea of a lay person wearing a long robe and headscarf in the desert (not a nun-costume, not an exactly duplicate of an order’s habit). If you are offended, I am very sorry, that wasn’t what I had in mind. If you are offended, all I can do is promise to wear a sandwich board that says I’M NOT A SISTER, SORRY FOR THE CONFUSION AND GOD BLESS.
God Bless. I mean that.
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SO, in the end I’ve learned that I can wear what I want, but I can’t wear a robe and scarf because that right belongs to our religious sisters, of which I am not. Veiling is unnecessary and, to some people, insulting, since it would only “remove” me visually from society, setting me apart in a way, which is not what I want to do because it’s overzealous and vain to do so. I should show people the true path to The Lord by living the life and not dressing in a manner that suggests I’m different from them or overly religious…I think. So, even though I’m bald, no scarves that look like a nun’s, which I gather looks like a regular scarf only longer in the back. Or shorter in the back. Or like a cap. Or not at all, given the number of sisters no longer wearing anything more distinct than a plain skirt and blouse, of which I wear all the time so I should stop doing that, lest I confuse people about my faith.
Okay, let’s break this down: How I dress doesn’t matter, accept it does matter so long as it resembles, or confuses others into thinking I’m a sister when I’m not, so I should take care not wear anything that stands me apart from the rest of society because to do so is egotistical and unnecessary and old-fashioned, and “why would you want to dress that way anyway…? Because you’re religious? That’s strange.” Last week in the store, a man asked if I was a sister (no joke). You know what I was wearing? A brown maxi skirt, a purple sweater and a plaid bandana. I can’t win. I dress for God, not for other people, and if other people can mistake me for a sister wearing a purple sweater and plaid bandana, than never mind. I’m sorry I asked. SO many wonderful advice and so many people offended at the mere idea of a lay person wearing a long robe and headscarf in the desert (not a nun-costume, not an exactly duplicate of an order’s habit). If you are offended, I am very sorry, that wasn’t what I had in mind. If you are offended, all I can do is promise to wear a sandwich board that says I’M NOT A SISTER, SORRY FOR THE CONFUSION AND GOD BLESS.
God Bless. I mean that.
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