The only thing about is that men in ancient times (as well as in some places today) still wear what look like dresses/robes. There are pants made for women and only women. . . I believe in wearing modest clothes, but I still do not see how women’s pants or modest length shorts are less than wearing skirts. Should men continue wearing men’s “dresses” (i.e. robes as in ancient times)?

I’ve always loved the book _Christy_ by Catherine Marshall, a Christian author and wife of Christian minister Peter Marshall. (I.e. Author of _A Man Called Peter_.) I wonder about the character Christy having to don the doctor’s frocks while she waited for her own dress to dry after getting wet in a rising creek on her way to church?

If we are going to interpret the scripture you quoted as meaning we are to wear skirts and never pants meant for women, we had better be careful. If we are to follow that scripture as it was meant during that time, we would be wearing ancient-like robes instead of ever indulging in evening gowns and frilly, girly frocks of today. . . No sequins at Christmas, none of that. Besides, wouldn’t some of those fashions be less than humble? Would they be immodest? What would Christ have thought of us? (We know he would’ve seen beyond our clothing, straight to our hearts.) Even the skirts and the dresses, just as women’s pants, we wear today are recent cultural inventions that do not at totally comply and resemble the ancient fashions.

Is it wrong for me to wear my overalls when I’m working hard in my kitchen garden? They were meant for women, not men.

I think we have to be careful about legalism. But I’m all for celebrating modesty and feminism as God has created. It is why I am a stay-at-home-mother and housewife.

Thank you for your provoking thoughts on the subject! God bless you!

Person B: ” I played on the Basketball and the Tennis Teams at the small Christian College I attended. I majored in French and spent my Junior Year abroad in France where I met my (then future) spouse. (an American traveling with friends) I love to garden and am excellent on the computer. I’m calm in a crisis and am not all that talkative. I’m an excellent cook. Am I male or female?”

I’ll give you the answer to these questions when you tell us how you met Shawn! I’ve been dying to know how God brought the two of you together!

God bless you and your family!
Kathy Jefferies

Well, I know you dont know me, but I work with your brother Kyle at Camp Barakel. I guess I stumbled onto your site and was encouraged by your last post. I have seen so many times dealing with youth the misunderstanding of what it means to be submissive to ones husband. Often times girls believe that they are “degraded” for “just” being a mom. My favorite part of your post, is when you call it “ridiculous” to say a wife does not do hard work. I believe and have seen with my own eyes the strife that goes into being “just” a mom, and without a doubt it can be harder than any job known to man. Feminism in todays society is known to be progressive, but is it? What actual benefits does feminism bring today? More money? I believe feminism breeds youth without clear direction in which to stand upon. I am thankful for your stance, and I will share it with campers in the weeks to come.

In Him, Jason Christain

From GE,
Darleen

Love you, Holly #6…..

It is so encouraging to have a voice for femininity speaking so beautifully in our culture today. I agree with just about everything you’ve written—what a way to honor the convictions the Lord has given you and your family!

Growing up with seven younger sisters and three younger brothers, I was Daddy’s right-hand girl until the boys were big enough to take over for me. Our house was under major remodeling and construction—I helped him frame our house, run the ductwork, hang sheetrock, tape, sand, paint and lay hardwood flooring. He had several older man-friends who came to our house as often as they could to help out, but some afternoons after my school work was completed, the tasks fell to me and Dad. It was hard work, but Daddy used those times together (as I held the waiting screwdriver or power tool until the very second he needed it) to teach me valuable lessons, and to really listen to my heart give me Godly counsel about what my life needed to be. If my brothers had been old enough to be helpful, we may have missed out on many of those conversations, although we also went on “dates” and sat around the dinner table, stood in the kitchen, or had late-night chats on the couch.
My brothers, now that they are older (sixteen, thirteen and nine) help Dad with most of the building and finishing of our house. My parents do insist, however, that the girls of the family learn the techniques and skills needed to do such things. Not because they’ll ever need a trade outside of homemaking, but so that they may be a more fully equipped help-meet for their future husbands.
I treasure the skills that I have learned from my father! Not only can I ensure that Nate has wonderful, home-cooked meals, a clean and welcoming home, and a feminine, husband-honoring wife, but I can come alongside him and hand him the tools he needs or hold the other side of the plywood sheet. What a blessing!
As to baseball (:), I always threw like the most girly-girl ever, so now Nate is teaching me how to be a bit more skilled in that area. It is a wonderful thing to share those times together, tossing a baseball around, that we would not be able to share if I’d said that throwing a baseball wasn’t feminine, and refused to pick up a glove.

Anyway, just wanted to comment on your essays. It is a real blessing to have women standing up for femininity instead of feminism!
Yours,
Mrs. Emily Petty