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Yes, perhaps you're right. But my post wasn't blasting women for wearing make-up. It was a reminder that physical beauty isn't our standard. All we need do is look at Hollywood and realize make-up can make anyone (male or female) look like anything (male or female). 
If anyone likes wearing make-up, they're free to wear it. I'm just saying it doesn't increase our self-worth. Just remember: Whatever you have to do to gain someone's attention, you'll have to keep doing for the rest of your life to keep their attention. Do you see understand what I mean?
If anyone likes wearing make-up, they're free to wear it. I'm just saying it doesn't increase our self-worth. Just remember: Whatever you have to do to gain someone's attention, you'll have to keep doing for the rest of your life to keep their attention. Do you see understand what I mean?
im my opinion we should be proud of our looks, present ourselves in a proper way but always do it for His glory and not our own.
C
Believe it or not, I just read a passage in a book that I just loved and felt led to share it with you all.
"A woman in her glory, a woman of beauty, is a woman who's not striving to become beautiful or worthy or enough. She knows in her quiet center where God dwells that he finds her beautiful, has deemed her worthy, and in him she is enough"
"Captivating" John and Stasi Eldredge Copyright 2005
"A woman in her glory, a woman of beauty, is a woman who's not striving to become beautiful or worthy or enough. She knows in her quiet center where God dwells that he finds her beautiful, has deemed her worthy, and in him she is enough"
"Captivating" John and Stasi Eldredge Copyright 2005
John 7:24
Judge not according to the appearance, but judge righteous judgment.
Proverbs 11:22
As a jewel of gold in a swine's snout, so is a fair woman which is without discretion.
Judge not according to the appearance, but judge righteous judgment.
Proverbs 11:22
As a jewel of gold in a swine's snout, so is a fair woman which is without discretion.
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VioletReigns,
BarlyGurl was not suggesting that it is a requirement for a woman to do [ certain things regarding their appearance ] to obtain favor from God / Husband - but, rather - that a woman should do those things as an act of love towards God / Husband. ( And, as a benefit to the Husband. )
"Not from the perspective of having to do it ( to attract her husband ), but from the perspective of wanting to do it ( to be attractive for her husband )."
BarlyGurl was not suggesting that it is a requirement for a woman to do [ certain things regarding their appearance ] to obtain favor from God / Husband - but, rather - that a woman should do those things as an act of love towards God / Husband. ( And, as a benefit to the Husband. )
"Not from the perspective of having to do it ( to attract her husband ), but from the perspective of wanting to do it ( to be attractive for her husband )."
V
VioletReigns,
BarlyGurl was not suggesting that it is a requirement for a woman to do [ certain things regarding their appearance ] to obtain favor from God / Husband - but, rather - that a woman should do those things as an act of love towards God / Husband. ( And, as a benefit to the Husband. )
"Not from the perspective of having to do it ( to attract her husband ), but from the perspective of wanting to do it ( to be attractive for her husband )."
BarlyGurl was not suggesting that it is a requirement for a woman to do [ certain things regarding their appearance ] to obtain favor from God / Husband - but, rather - that a woman should do those things as an act of love towards God / Husband. ( And, as a benefit to the Husband. )
"Not from the perspective of having to do it ( to attract her husband ), but from the perspective of wanting to do it ( to be attractive for her husband )."
"I also want the women to dress modestly, with decency and propriety, adorning themselves, not with elaborate hairstyles or gold or pearls or expensive clothes, but with good deeds, appropriate for women who profess to worship God"
So basically we need to dress modestly and care more for good deeds than our outward appearance. It is our deeds that make us attractive, and what we should be concentrating on.
So basically we need to dress modestly and care more for good deeds than our outward appearance. It is our deeds that make us attractive, and what we should be concentrating on.
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Future-hubby and I had gone on one date before I caught the flu. ONE date, and me without a car, enough Kleenexes (or toilet paper lol) or Ginger Ale to set me up to endure the flu. I needed help, and I was a county away from friends and a state or three away from family.
So I called a friend who I knew wasn't working (well, she had five kids, but they were all at school when I called) to ask if she would mind buying me some Kleenexes and a 2-liter bottle of Ginger Ale. I didn't know it at the time, but she was trying to set me up with her BIL, who was a very good friend. She called him. He was working, so he called his best friend to help. His best friend just happened to be the guy (future-hubby) I had just gone out on one date with. Future-hubby came running to the rescue, (even left work early.) He brought over some Jewish-deli chicken noodle soup, six boxes of Kleenexes, two 2-liter bottles of ginger ale, and a 2-litter bottle of Pepsi, because he knew I liked that too.
For the next three "date nights" he watched me honk my nose enough times to see it bright red and chapped, hack up a lung or two, moan, groan, and wipe my teary eyes until they were scaling too. Oh, and we watched the whole three-movie series of the Walking Tall movies on a small black and white TV. (I think he thrilled me with toilet paper the next night, once he figured out I was running low. Be still my heart! Let other women appreciate the chocolates and flowers. I think TP is a wonderful third-date gift. lol)
He's also seen me puking in a toilet after a bout of food poisoning and/or a stomach virus, and even had the "good fortune" seeing me rocking back and forth on the living room floor in agonizing pain for so long, he literally got to the point of having to walk over me to get past me.
God is omnipresent, so he's seen worse than that.
And trust me, both of them already know I'm feminine. One of them made me that way. The other appreciates me a lot more for being a female, because we wouldn't have ever been married if I were a guy.
So, got to say, beauty isn't something we need to do for hubby or God. If anyone knows how unbeautiful we can possibly be, both of them do.
So I called a friend who I knew wasn't working (well, she had five kids, but they were all at school when I called) to ask if she would mind buying me some Kleenexes and a 2-liter bottle of Ginger Ale. I didn't know it at the time, but she was trying to set me up with her BIL, who was a very good friend. She called him. He was working, so he called his best friend to help. His best friend just happened to be the guy (future-hubby) I had just gone out on one date with. Future-hubby came running to the rescue, (even left work early.) He brought over some Jewish-deli chicken noodle soup, six boxes of Kleenexes, two 2-liter bottles of ginger ale, and a 2-litter bottle of Pepsi, because he knew I liked that too.
For the next three "date nights" he watched me honk my nose enough times to see it bright red and chapped, hack up a lung or two, moan, groan, and wipe my teary eyes until they were scaling too. Oh, and we watched the whole three-movie series of the Walking Tall movies on a small black and white TV. (I think he thrilled me with toilet paper the next night, once he figured out I was running low. Be still my heart! Let other women appreciate the chocolates and flowers. I think TP is a wonderful third-date gift. lol)
He's also seen me puking in a toilet after a bout of food poisoning and/or a stomach virus, and even had the "good fortune" seeing me rocking back and forth on the living room floor in agonizing pain for so long, he literally got to the point of having to walk over me to get past me.
God is omnipresent, so he's seen worse than that.
And trust me, both of them already know I'm feminine. One of them made me that way. The other appreciates me a lot more for being a female, because we wouldn't have ever been married if I were a guy.
So, got to say, beauty isn't something we need to do for hubby or God. If anyone knows how unbeautiful we can possibly be, both of them do.
A
I use the mirror for approximately 10-15 seconds per day -- just to make sure I didn't miss any of my hair while combing it back. I actually walk into the front room to check on my Lucky Bamboos, water them, if need be, see what the weather is like outside, look at the only tree I can see up the street a bit to see how it's doing (to the point of knowing the different shades of green that happen on a tree in summertime), and weigh myself while brushing my teeth, because staring in the mirror while brushing my teeth is somewhere between boring and disgusting. (And if you think the scale thing is vanity, maybe, but my doctors have told me I had to lose weight, and I keep checking to see if I am. I am, slowly but surely.)
I haven't been to the barber shop in nine years. (I used to go to a barber shop because it's cheaper than a saloon, and they can cut my hair just the same as a saloon.) We have a Flowbie, so I literally vacuum my haircut.
I just had to buy new undies online for the first time in a decade (losing weight, doncha know lol), and tried to buy new pajamas online for the first time this century, but couldn't. Now I know what I want, but have no idea where to find them. All the stores I used to go to have closed since the last time I was there, and I honestly don't notice clothes stores to know where to go now. (And I'm only buying new jammies, because hubby laughed at my favorite pair yesterday. He no longer likes my golf-course jammies. Golf-course because there are at least 18 holes in them. But it fits, and it's comfy, and I will miss it. lol)
So, well, at least one of us is like this.
I haven't been to the barber shop in nine years. (I used to go to a barber shop because it's cheaper than a saloon, and they can cut my hair just the same as a saloon.) We have a Flowbie, so I literally vacuum my haircut.
I just had to buy new undies online for the first time in a decade (losing weight, doncha know lol), and tried to buy new pajamas online for the first time this century, but couldn't. Now I know what I want, but have no idea where to find them. All the stores I used to go to have closed since the last time I was there, and I honestly don't notice clothes stores to know where to go now. (And I'm only buying new jammies, because hubby laughed at my favorite pair yesterday. He no longer likes my golf-course jammies. Golf-course because there are at least 18 holes in them. But it fits, and it's comfy, and I will miss it. lol)
So, well, at least one of us is like this.
V
Future-hubby and I had gone on one date before I caught the flu. ONE date, and me without a car, enough Kleenexes (or toilet paper lol) or Ginger Ale to set me up to endure the flu. I needed help, and I was a county away from friends and a state or three away from family.
So I called a friend who I knew wasn't working (well, she had five kids, but they were all at school when I called) to ask if she would mind buying me some Kleenexes and a 2-liter bottle of Ginger Ale. I didn't know it at the time, but she was trying to set me up with her BIL, who was a very good friend. She called him. He was working, so he called his best friend to help. His best friend just happened to be the guy (future-hubby) I had just gone out on one date with. Future-hubby came running to the rescue, (even left work early.) He brought over some Jewish-deli chicken noodle soup, six boxes of Kleenexes, two 2-liter bottles of ginger ale, and a 2-litter bottle of Pepsi, because he knew I liked that too.
For the next three "date nights" he watched me honk my nose enough times to see it bright red and chapped, hack up a lung or two, moan, groan, and wipe my teary eyes until they were scaling too. Oh, and we watched the whole three-movie series of the Walking Tall movies on a small black and white TV. (I think he thrilled me with toilet paper the next night, once he figured out I was running low. Be still my heart! Let other women appreciate the chocolates and flowers. I think TP is a wonderful third-date gift. lol)
He's also seen me puking in a toilet after a bout of food poisoning and/or a stomach virus, and even had the "good fortune" seeing me rocking back and forth on the living room floor in agonizing pain for so long, he literally got to the point of having to walk over me to get past me.
God is omnipresent, so he's seen worse than that.
And trust me, both of them already know I'm feminine. One of them made me that way. The other appreciates me a lot more for being a female, because we wouldn't have ever been married if I were a guy.
So, got to say, beauty isn't something we need to do for hubby or God. If anyone knows how unbeautiful we can possibly be, both of them do.
So I called a friend who I knew wasn't working (well, she had five kids, but they were all at school when I called) to ask if she would mind buying me some Kleenexes and a 2-liter bottle of Ginger Ale. I didn't know it at the time, but she was trying to set me up with her BIL, who was a very good friend. She called him. He was working, so he called his best friend to help. His best friend just happened to be the guy (future-hubby) I had just gone out on one date with. Future-hubby came running to the rescue, (even left work early.) He brought over some Jewish-deli chicken noodle soup, six boxes of Kleenexes, two 2-liter bottles of ginger ale, and a 2-litter bottle of Pepsi, because he knew I liked that too.
For the next three "date nights" he watched me honk my nose enough times to see it bright red and chapped, hack up a lung or two, moan, groan, and wipe my teary eyes until they were scaling too. Oh, and we watched the whole three-movie series of the Walking Tall movies on a small black and white TV. (I think he thrilled me with toilet paper the next night, once he figured out I was running low. Be still my heart! Let other women appreciate the chocolates and flowers. I think TP is a wonderful third-date gift. lol)
He's also seen me puking in a toilet after a bout of food poisoning and/or a stomach virus, and even had the "good fortune" seeing me rocking back and forth on the living room floor in agonizing pain for so long, he literally got to the point of having to walk over me to get past me.
God is omnipresent, so he's seen worse than that.
And trust me, both of them already know I'm feminine. One of them made me that way. The other appreciates me a lot more for being a female, because we wouldn't have ever been married if I were a guy.
So, got to say, beauty isn't something we need to do for hubby or God. If anyone knows how unbeautiful we can possibly be, both of them do.
I knew you'd add some value to this topic. I totally love the last sentence in your post! And nice visuals, by the way. Heehee!!
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I was addressing all the ones who feel they do not feel attractive enough because how world standards attempt to brainwash people into believing we have to look a certain way to be acceptable.
And anyway, I refuse to contradict you because I'm still amazed at the humongous fish your mother and you caught in that tournament years ago. I just can't quibble with a fisherman who I respect highly. hehe
And anyway, I refuse to contradict you because I'm still amazed at the humongous fish your mother and you caught in that tournament years ago. I just can't quibble with a fisherman who I respect highly.
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John Keats said, "Truth is beauty and beauty is truth."
I actually believe that. But then you can tell by my signature quote that I believe there is beauty in every human. The limited understanding of humanity tends to focus on a few characteristics (depending on culture and generation) and define those as beauty. And then we (particularly women) are encouraged to worship at the altar of these standards and to seek after them. And it's a sisyphean task. No matter how much time or effort you devote to chasing the beautygod, you never arrive at a moment of achievement....and heaven forbid when you actually begin to (gasp) age. It's a treadmill that demands a lot of energy and resources, often to the exclusion of others things.
After all, developing a solid inner life takes EFFORT. If a person expends all their energy on externals and constant comparisons of "am I good enough," they will not have the energy to develop a solid inner life. This is why you meet so many people who are very "together" on the outside, but who have no ethical core. Without strict rules and guidelines to monitor their behavior, they have difficulty maintaining a basic level of decency.
Unfortunately, there are many people even within Christendom who don't question acculturation regarding these standards. I've known of Christian singles who prioritize appearance over spiritual issues in dating. And of course, there is plenty of judgement passed around regarding the appearance of believers...particularly if their appearance is outside what we deem to be "acceptable" for a believer.
Oh to see with the eyes of God.
I actually believe that. But then you can tell by my signature quote that I believe there is beauty in every human. The limited understanding of humanity tends to focus on a few characteristics (depending on culture and generation) and define those as beauty. And then we (particularly women) are encouraged to worship at the altar of these standards and to seek after them. And it's a sisyphean task. No matter how much time or effort you devote to chasing the beautygod, you never arrive at a moment of achievement....and heaven forbid when you actually begin to (gasp) age. It's a treadmill that demands a lot of energy and resources, often to the exclusion of others things.
After all, developing a solid inner life takes EFFORT. If a person expends all their energy on externals and constant comparisons of "am I good enough," they will not have the energy to develop a solid inner life. This is why you meet so many people who are very "together" on the outside, but who have no ethical core. Without strict rules and guidelines to monitor their behavior, they have difficulty maintaining a basic level of decency.
Unfortunately, there are many people even within Christendom who don't question acculturation regarding these standards. I've known of Christian singles who prioritize appearance over spiritual issues in dating. And of course, there is plenty of judgement passed around regarding the appearance of believers...particularly if their appearance is outside what we deem to be "acceptable" for a believer.
Oh to see with the eyes of God.