Long ago, in a tiny log cabin in the wo-Oh wait. Wrong story. Sorry.
About ten years ago, God started dealing with my heart about turning my life over to him. As I grew up, I can remember for a long time wanting to be a Christian. But I didn't feel like I was good enough. We all know who that comes from... Dick Cheney. Just kidding! But seriously, it just goes to show how Satan can really warp our thoughts. Anyway, I decided I wanted to start going to church, partly for selfish reasons, and partly because I was hungry for something of God. I went to a liberal church, and for a while was somewhat happy. But God started showing me stuff. I remember one of the first times he put his finger on something. I was trying on some tight pants, and let me tell ya they looked fiiiiiine on me. But I just felt checked about getting them. I remember standing in the dressing room for what seemed the length of a John Hughes movie trying to rationalize getting them. In the end, I realized they were not what a Christian would wear. Now mind you, at the time I was wearing snug jeans, mini skirts, and bathing suits to go swimming in. This check was just the beginning of a very long drawing away from the world.
Soon the Lord started showing me other things. By the time I encountered a Holiness church, I agreed with almost everything they did. Except the dress. This is how I viewed Holiness dress at the time:
Nonetheless, I knew cognitively that this was the right way to go. Not because my church family decided to surrounded me one day and started chanting "one of us" over and over. The only person that talked about dress was my friend Sonya, and this was only because just like me, she was also searching for the right way to go. Dressing modestly and non trendily just makes sense. The Bible speaks of beauty coming from within and not from how we look. Wearing skirts makes sense, too. God made us male and female. He wants those differences to be highlighted. And what's inetesting is that within a couple of months of dressing conservatively, I had two different people tell me I seemed much more approachable and not stuck up. (Editors note: Roseanna for the most part was not stuck up. She was shy! But perhaps a quiet demeanor and being gussied up scares people. Roseanna is still shy, but now nobody has ever accused her of being stuck up. At least not to her face)
Fast forward to now: I am very happy dressing Holiness. I look back at my old life versus now, and I wouldn't trade it at all. My joy doesn't come solely from dressing this way, but from surrendering to God and trying to live as he would like me to live. I believe they are a package. Now, along the way I've had some finger wiggling naysayers who say that people can be proud of being conservative. Yes, that's totally true. I'm not speaking for anybody else; I'm just giving my own testimony. I also want to point out that though I go to a Holiness church, and obviously agree with the tenants professed there, I don't believe we are the only ones going to Heaven. I do believe the path is straight and narrow, and how we look and act are to be pondered with sober deliberation. I'm just sayin'
If you haven't fallen asleep at this point, let me share why I'm doing this site. When I first came on the scene, it was hard to find cute stuff that was also modest and feminine. It would've been nice to know more what was out there. I remember only being able to wear solid colored shirts for the longest time because the only denim or khaki skirts I could find were nasty pleated things, or had slits. I have now found cute places to go online, and don't take denim for granted anymore! I would like to share links, tips, and anything else that encourage someone else who is trying to dress modestly. I want this to be a place where dressing for Jesus can be celebrated.
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