Babies, Babies, Babies

The media tend to blow things out of proportion no matter what their bias is, which is why I try to refrain from commenting on current events via the internet. I would much rather talk about issues face to face. However, the whole storm surrounding abortion and women’s rights is really starting to piss me off.

Whether you identify as pro-life or pro-choice, too many have turned this into a political issue when it is so much more than that. Let me explain. Among the many reasons women have abortions, it is my understanding that one big one is that they don’t have the means to support themselves or their baby, be it financially or otherwise. Some families may disown a woman for becoming pregnant out of wedlock, or at least look down on her for the situation she’s in. Maybe she wants to choose adoption, but people she loves and trusts are firmly against it.

Regardless of the situation, pregnancy happens, abortion happens, adoption happens. Instead of trying to prevent abortion, why not prevent one of the reasons for abortion – lack of support? If you’re telling a girl how wrong she is to get an abortion, are you offering to be there for her when she delivers? Are you going to help pay her medical bills so she can get back on her feet? What about the emotional roller coaster she has to go through regardless of what she does? Can you offer her a community who can wrap their arms around her so she doesn’t feel alone? These are the questions we need to be asking.

Exposed Soul

The summer is coming to an end, but it will still be awhile before cooler weather sets in.  I remember last summer feeling like I was seeing a lot of posts about modesty, but this summer I don’t recall seeing as many.

This is not going to be another post on how women should/should not cover up; there are plenty of those on the internet. What this is about is some thoughts I have on clothing from a slightly different perspective.

I wish we could all walk around naked without being judged, but that is not socially or legally acceptable in 2015. But I wonder if our focus should be less on exposed skin and more on an exposed soul.

Let me explain. Any form of exposure requires a degree of vulnerability. Some people are completely comfortable showing skin, while others are more comfortable sharing personal stories or emotional experiences. Some are fine with both or neither. Could the two be related? Could it be that the more skin I expose, the less comfortable I feel revealing my soul? Or is it that the more I cover up, the more insecure I am about how people would react if they knew the true me?

Even in the famous story of Adam and Eve, the two of them walked around naked and were completely vulnerable in all aspects. After the Fall, they covered up, not only physically, but perhaps emotionally as well.

I tend to show more skin than many of my conservative friends may be comfortable with, so I am not going to shun you based on how much or how little you cover up. What interests me more is the core of a human being: who she really is beneath the masks of social constraints.  What are you struggling with that you’re afraid to tell anyone? What are you covering up that is keeping you from being healthy? That is what matters to me.