Jena just made a great post on this topic that I would also like to address:
“We recently went on a vacation to visit family out to sunny Southern CA, aka, birthplace of the bikini…Seriously, I realized that EVERYONE who is under the age of 60 wears a bikini out there….
And it did two things to me, made me self-righteous AND alternately JEALOUS…
Does it REALLY matter if I wear a bikini, I mean we don’t know anyone out here, and seriously I look halfway decent in a bikini, especially a cute one with a skirt, and even more seriously, shouldn’t I be giving my husband something to compete with all the other skin he is seeing and having to look away from?”
Obviously Jena, came to the right conclusion, that public modesty DOES MATTER. But I think she most certainly has a point…
I went to the beach last Friday for a BBQ with a mixed group of male and female friends including that one friend of mine who designs cute modest swimwear, two girlfriends who are on the Decent Exposure core team, and…a Franciscan friar.
I did not bring my swimsuit precisely because I knew I was not going to put it on with a friar in my presence, LOL, and my girlfriends did not get completely down to their full (modest) swimsuits either. However, also with us was a visiting group of girls from Croatia, who despite being professing Catholics apparently did not adhere to the gospel of modesty.
Honestly, it was one of the weirdest beach trips ever. I usually don’t really notice girls in bikinis, but it was almost as if a line had been drawn between my “modest friends” and our bikini-clad Croatian visitors.
That being said, the Croatian girls did not take off their cover-ups until they were well away from our group and in the water. Some of them didn’t take off their cover-ups at all. All around us of course, every girl was wearing a bikini. Our friar was not in his habit (the grey/brown robe friars wear with a rosary around their waists) beacuse he took it off to play volleyball, but I would have been so curious to see how other girls on the beach would have reacted to our presence. Walking anywhere in Los Angeles with a bunch of grey-robed bearded men is a sure way to grab attention and random conversation. But I digress…
I’m not married, but if I was and my husband was there at the beach with me, I’d probably feel a littl twinge of jealousy too. You know what they say—most of the time we women are not dressing to impress guys, but to compete with other women. We talked about this with the girls enrolled in Decent Exposure, and I quoted an old mentor of mind that really was the one who planted the seeds of modesty in me:
“A demure woman does not have to show what she has. She is what she is.”
Seriously, I heard that while I was in high school, and I still remember it word for word unto this day. It’s true. We are Christian women. We are dynamic, educated, funny, smart, MODEST, Christian women. Our confidence comes from within from a source that burns eternally. And with that eternal fire comes love, an active decision to do what is best for the other.
Married women are able to love their husbands in a physical way, but more often than not, an individual woman’s husband is not going to be the only man at the beach. Just like he’s not going to be the only man at the mall or at church. We dress appropriately for any occassion because we LOVE. We love ourselves, the men in our lives, AND the men that are not in our lives because they are our brothers too.
To quote speaker Christopher West, “Lust can’t wait to take. Love can’t wait to give.” When being modest doesn’t feel so hottest, remember that modesty is about love, and love is an action verb girls.