HCL, I'm really happy for you that you have found the way that is best for you in your relationship with God. I'm totally sincere about that. But I don't like being judged by you, which is implicit in your posts when you know that I, and a lot of other wonderful Christian sisters, wear jeans and go horseback riding and running and swimming and climbing ladders...
I like working hard. I have actually liked it since I was in high school or maybe even before. It may be my way of rebelling against bad legs
. I don't know.
Jeans (generic) are inexpensive and last a very long time (years) and don't get tangled up in my legs or blow up in the wind or drag in a mess I lean down to clean up on the floor...
If you do all those things in a skirt or dress, that's really admirable. I can't. I won't. I like my dresses and I don't want to ruin them.
I also like the feeling of freedom to really get in and get the job done in jeans or overalls and then come in and take a shower and put on something lovely with fresh hair and makeup. Maybe I'm schizophrenic that I like being both kinds of people?
I do know this, that what I do, I do as unto the Lord. And I like people to feel comfortable around me. In this town, that means jeans. Not necessarily sloppy or ugly, but with a fun top or sweater. I wore an ankle length denim blue dress the other day when I took my daughter to the doctor's for a check on post-surgical stuff. On the way home we stopped at Safeway for a quick shopping so I wouldn't have to waste gas going downtown again. In the store where everyone knows everyone I got twice "You getting fancy on us?" and "Where was the funeral?" That that was blue denim!
This is California. This is hill country/horse country/deer country. A river runs through it -- several of them, in fact. We have weeds with little itsy bitsy seeds that stick all over you, and manzanita with thorns and poison oak -- and I plan to be well-covered when I'm out there. A dress does NOT do the trick!
God bless you the way you are, but please do not judge everyone by your interpretation of what the Bible is saying. I have never been mistaken for a guy, so I guess I'm doing something right!
I like working hard. I have actually liked it since I was in high school or maybe even before. It may be my way of rebelling against bad legs

Jeans (generic) are inexpensive and last a very long time (years) and don't get tangled up in my legs or blow up in the wind or drag in a mess I lean down to clean up on the floor...
If you do all those things in a skirt or dress, that's really admirable. I can't. I won't. I like my dresses and I don't want to ruin them.
I also like the feeling of freedom to really get in and get the job done in jeans or overalls and then come in and take a shower and put on something lovely with fresh hair and makeup. Maybe I'm schizophrenic that I like being both kinds of people?
I do know this, that what I do, I do as unto the Lord. And I like people to feel comfortable around me. In this town, that means jeans. Not necessarily sloppy or ugly, but with a fun top or sweater. I wore an ankle length denim blue dress the other day when I took my daughter to the doctor's for a check on post-surgical stuff. On the way home we stopped at Safeway for a quick shopping so I wouldn't have to waste gas going downtown again. In the store where everyone knows everyone I got twice "You getting fancy on us?" and "Where was the funeral?" That that was blue denim!
This is California. This is hill country/horse country/deer country. A river runs through it -- several of them, in fact. We have weeds with little itsy bitsy seeds that stick all over you, and manzanita with thorns and poison oak -- and I plan to be well-covered when I'm out there. A dress does NOT do the trick!
God bless you the way you are, but please do not judge everyone by your interpretation of what the Bible is saying. I have never been mistaken for a guy, so I guess I'm doing something right!