relationships flourish when forgiveness is the bottom line.
The concern for overly exposed young bodies may be well-intentioned. With society fetishizing girls at younger and younger ages, girls are instructed to self-objectify and see themselves as sexual objects, something to be looked at. A laundry list of problems can come from obsessing over one’s appearance: eating disorders, depression, low self-worth. Who wouldn’t want to spare her daughter from these struggles?
But these dress codes fall short of being legitimately helpful. What we fail to consider when enforcing restrictions on skirt-length and the tightness of pants is the girls themselves—not just their clothes, but their thoughts, emotions, budding sexuality and self-image.
Instead, these restrictions are executed with distracted boys in mind, casting girls as inherent sexual threats needing to be tamed. Dress restrictions in schools contribute to the very problem they aim to solve: the objectification of young girls. When you tell a girl what to wear (or force her to cover up with an oversized T-shirt), you control her body. When you control a girl’s body—even if it is ostensibly for her “own good”—you take away her agency. You tell her that her body is not her own.
When you deem a girl’s dress “inappropriate,” you’re also telling her, “Because your body may distract boys, your body is inappropriate. Cover it up.” You recontextualize her body; she now exists through the male gaze."
we can love hard and still be taken for granted and take each other for granted and is that just the way it goes?
discovering that i hate the part of life that makes us ‘busy’ with things we don’t even enjoy to such a high intensity that it separates us from the people that we love. i hope to find a balance soon, but for now i’m just ready to see my mommy, amanda jean, con-con, trista, and ben.
“How was your day?”
“Text me when you get home so I know you’re safe”
“How are you?”
“I hope you’re feeling better”
“Have a good day today!”
“I miss you”
“Can you come over?”
“Can I come over?”
“Can I see you?”
“Can I call you?”
“Want something to drink?”
“Watch your step”
“Let’s watch a movie”
“What are you up to?”
“How is your day so far?”
“It will be okay”
“I’m here for you”
“Do you need anything?”
“Are you hungry?”
“I just wanted to hear your voice”
“You just made my day”
You don’t have to hear “I Love You” to know that someone does. Listen carefully. People speak from the heart more often than you think."
give it up. give up trying to understand, to make sense. for this Gospel has sense only for the senseless; for this Jesus man asks us to come now. not tomorrow or later or when it feels right or when we think we are strong enough or when we finally “get it” or when everyone else finally “gets it.”
faith: hope for things unseen. I walk now.
maybe this is what surrender looks like. maybe we can never give up cognition, and this is right, but we can still give it up. maybe we don’t get to know, but we must seek to know. maybe this Jesus man cuts us straight to the core, and regardless of how we feel, regardless of anger - and oh how angry we all are - we just must walk.
pick up your mat, and walk.
i see no other way but to walk.
even still, i become more convinced each day that as long as we can worship, we are okay.