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Topic: Clothes (11/02/12)
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TITLE: Impropriety Gives Way to Modesty | Previous Challenge Entry
By JoAnne Nanton
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Her mom would often say, “Moira, the way you dress is a head-on crash waiting to happen.”
“Well, I’m certainly no plain Jane,” she’d always respond as she shrugged off her mom’s reaction.
The big community dance was coming up and Moira designed an emerald green velvet dress that fit like a glove, showing all of her God-given curves, as she put it. Rhinestones splattered the empire waist bodice, which accommodated a plunging neckline. The back of the dress braved a steep lower-than-waist cut. She seemed to derive a lot of pleasure from her door-length mirror, into which she glanced up and down, admiring her hour glass frame. At the dance, she was bound and determined to capture the attention of all. What she did not know was that a pair of unseen eyes glanced to and fro, beholding her impropriety.
Five years elapsed but Moira continued down an underlying path of destruction. She gained negative attention from solicitors who saw her body rather than regard her soul. One day, while trotting down the streets on her lunch break, her slinky black slacks and satiny tunic gained the attention of an onlooker and won her a proposal to become a part of a modeling agency. She accepted, only to later learn that it would turn out to be an ‘indecent proposal’ where distasteful photos would be taken of her. After several interludes, Moira consciously decided to leave the agency and registered for college.
During the summer break, Moira and her college roommate, Sarita, decided to send ahead their luggage with a friend, an airline pilot of a small aircraft. Moira’s suitcase was small, yet large enough to accommodate the skimpy articles she had accumulated over time. Once the airplane landed, the baggage was placed unto the turnstile but never claimed, save by one to whom it did not belong – it was stolen!
Sarita sucked her teeth and cursed, while Moira simply yet unexpectedly stated, “Perhaps God is trying to tell me something….”
The experience had been a turning of the tide in Moira’s life. From there on, she sought to dress more modestly, albeit with intermittent temptations. At such instances, she noted that she had an unusual experience associated with her seeming lack of decorum.
She said,“The few times that I’ve exposed myself, I’ve noticed a rash of some sort on my back and, with my pride. I definitely want to cover up.”
Moira recognized that immaturity and rebellion led to her many mistakes and disappointments. As a result, she values the presence of her Prince, the Lord Jesus Christ, who chose her as “the apple of His eye” and has clothed her with His righteousness.
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However that I consider a personal preference and another may be rapt in its fulness. I'm sure this story will have many readers.