On the first day... Eve created a vest....

DISCLAIMER:

I base my decisions on what to wear on three things....

1. God's Word.
2. Nate's opinion.
3. My heart.

I have many sisters in Christ, in varying churches, with varied opinions on modesty. I try to not gauge myself compared to anyone else. I continually gauge myself on the three things above, and I do not and cannot judge anyone else but me. More times than I want to admit, I have had judgmental feelings and then they do or say something from their heart that humbles me and makes me realize that I was looking on the outside and God was looking at our hearts. And I was the one that was sinning.

Please remember that my posts are my opinion and they might not be yours. But I know that we have three things in common... we desire to be a blessing to our families, we desire to know Jesus more intimately, and we read blogs for inspiration. I want nothing more than to have some fun dressing Eve and getting some ideas out of my head.... To God be all the glory.

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Introducing Eve....

I have named my mannequin Eve for obvious reasons.

She remembers her days in the garden and how glorious her life was before...
Before sin.

She has wide hips from bearing children, her work is never done, she is responsible for feeding Cain and Abel (who argue all the time,) and to be honest, she wishes that she could pop some Fruit into the microwave every night.

And now she has to worry about clothes, of all things. As if she isn't busy enough. Fig leaves worked for a while, but then Adam thought they were immodest.

Fall is approaching rapidly and Eve needs some new clothes. God didn't tell them how brisk fall evenings can be...

So she began thinking.....

She needed a sweater. No, not quite yet. She needed a sweater without sleeves. Yes, that's it! A vest.

She loved the multi-colored vest that her son, Boden, made. But he charged a lot of money for something that awesome.

Her daughter, J. Jill, knew her taste, but she would have to can a lot of vegetables to pay for that. So she sighed.

She would have to depend on her son, Good Will.
Good Will always has something she can afford.

She was in luck. Will rummaged around and found a homemade knitted vest in her favorite color of the season... purple.

Then Will said, "Sorry, Mom, there are no more vests here, but maybe Dad would like this sweater made from the wool of a ram?" And she thought, "Forget Dad. I could wash that thing in hot water then dry it so it will shrink, and then I'll cut off the sleeves...."

So she did.

Adam just rolled his eyes and said, "Thank goodness for Good Will."

And then Eve rested. She had another week until her vests were dirty and she had to find something else to wear.