April wearing one of her long skirts
This post is authored by a single Christian woman in her 30s. Her experience is very similar to mine since I began wearing just skirts (usually ankle length – unless I am running, or cleaning) in March, 2009. If you feel that God may be calling you to try a similar experiment, I would love to hear about your experience!
I recently took on a challenge. I challenged myself to wear only modest skirts and/or dresses for 30 days. (I did decide that working out and cleaning house would be exceptions). I am girly by nature, so I assumed that it would just be a difference in dress for me. I already wear skirts and dresses, just not all the time. I am modest in my daily attire, and have been most of my life. I wondered if I would feel differently or learn anything worth noting. I honestly did not think I would feel differently or learn anything. However, I was wrong. Below are a few things that I learned:
- Men treated me differently. I had more doors held for me. I had more elevators held, bags carried, and heavy objects lifted for me. I wear skirts and dresses to work most of the time, so this surprised me. However, I usually wear suits. But with my new wardrobe, it was as if I was seen as a lady and not competition or someone who desired to be treated the same as a man. (I did not look frumpy or wear sack cloths. I wore long, flowy skirts and dresses)
- I felt more feminine. I felt softer and lighter- meaning I felt girly, feminine, and gentler. This also surprised me, as I am naturally girly. I just wanted to smile more. I was more careful in how I presented myself. I found myself wanting my attitude to match my outfit and the perception that others had of me- I wanted to be softer, gentler, and more ladylike.
- Some days it was hard. I meet my mother for breakfast every so often on Saturday morning. We generally go early and I usually just throw on jeans and a top of some sort and run out the door. I had to take the time to get dressed. I went a few places where I felt overdressed because everyone else was in jeans.
- I have pride that I need ask God to rid me of. I was embarrassed when I felt overdressed. I didn’t want others to think I was weird or a religious nut. I didn’t want it to be assumed that I was unintelligent or a bore because I was dressed in the way that I was. (I have never thought this of others, but I have heard others say this, so I was afraid that they might think such things of me)
- I was more graceful. I was more cautious of how I walked, how I maneuvered, where I walked, and what I attempted in skirts.
The most important thing I learned was that God sometimes uses such simple things, such as a skirt challenge to reveal deeper issues to us. I had no idea that I was so prideful about my looks and so concerned with what others thought of me. It was eye opening to realize that I care way too much about what others think of me.
I realized that I am more concerned with what others think about my outfit than God. I realized that I am bothered when I feel like I do not fit in and want to offer excuses for myself.
I never knew a skirt challenge would turn out to be one of the most beautiful things I have experienced. It forced me to see some of my shortcomings. It allowed God to reveal sin that I was harboring and needed to walk away from. It allowed me to see some of the darkness in my heart that needed to be brought into the light. I want to be a woman who longs to please God above man. I want to be a woman who weighs what honors God first and foremost, before worrying about what others will think. I do not think it is a sin for a woman to wear pants, but when she decides what to wear, do, or how to act based on who she is around rather than on what honors God, she is entering very dangerous territory.
Have you ever challenged yourself and God taught you so much more than you were expecting?