I just never cease to be amazed at the absence of logic in the way a lot of people think.  Take this post from Pinterest.  (I love Pinterest.  It is my one luxury in life.  Of course I have discovered that if you have the money to do Pinterest projects, you don't have time.  If you have time, and your hubby is not making 6 figures, you don't have the money.)

Okay, back to this post.  As a Christian woman, I believe that women claiming Christ should dress modestly.  The older I get, the more material that seems to include, but that's for another day to discuss.  However, this seemed so stupid to me that I just have to mention it.  It was a pin showing you how you can turn an old bra into a bathing suit top.  So I'm studying this trying to figure out at what point this garment becomes modest enough to wear in public.  I don't know of any woman that would take a white or nude or even black bra from their drawer and feel comfortable wearing it out in public.  Granted, it is now okay to let your bra straps stick our from under your shirt, according to culture, but certainly not okay to wear your bra in public.  After all, most places have laws about wearing your underwear in public.  

If wearing your underwear in public is immodest enough to get you arrested, then how can a bra covered with pretty fabric be modest?  What makes a bra modest in public?  Is it the color?  The amount of lace?  The absence of lace?  The size of the cup?   And what makes a sports bra modest but a padded bra immodest?   Do you see how stupid this type of thinking is?  Just because it'a labeled a bathing suit top, to the world, it's modest, but if it's labeled a bra, it's immodest.  And lets be honest.  Most bras cover more than any 2 piece bathing suit top, so why are they considered modest but underwear considered indecent?  Is what it's labeled determine it's acceptability?  Of course, I realize the Madonna never knew the difference, but she's a special case.   

Here's another one for you.  Christians fight Hooters when it wants to build a restaurant in their town because they want to guard the men from lusting and sinning but they drive their little boys and teen boys to the pool everyday in the summer to hang out around girls and women with way less on than what they wear at Hooters.  Is this hypocritical or am I missing something?  I mean, let's be honest.  At hooters they wear tank tops and shorts.  The pool?  Not as much!  So why is it okay for your men to be at the pool but not at Hooters?  At least at Hooters they are distracted by sports on t.v. and food.  

Let's hit a little closer to home.  All Christians agree that gossip is a sin.  But what if it's cloaked in a prayer request?  Does that make it alright?  It sounds so spiritual to say "please pray for Sister So-and-So.  I heard that she such and such.  Let's pray."

So in conclusion ladies, keep the boobs, backs, bellies and butts covered and your tongue bridled.   Don't let the world define your morality.  And for heaven's sake, use some logic when thinking about right and wrong.

As I might have mentioned I am a former basketball player.  I played in high school college, back when I could bend over and actually touch my toes.  Now, some days I would just like to be able to bend over and see my toes!  LOL!

When I left the Community College for the University, I had no plans to play basketball.  I didn't even realize that the women's team at the university I had chosen was the conference champions.  One day I saw a sign posted on a bulletin board about an upcoming basketball informational meeting, so I thought why not go and see what it's all about?  Well, what I found out was that it was more about giving information then getting it as I filled out a paper about my basketball career.  A week later, I got a phone call from the coach, who continued to call me regularly once a week until I finally relented and  started attending practice.  I knew no one on the team by name.  I did recognize some of them as the girls who bought drugs in the anatomy lab in the evenings.  My coach was on his fifth woman, after 4 failed marriages (a notable accomplishment back in a era where divorce was still taboo) and obviously knew very little about managing women.  I endured 3-a-days for a few weeks before spraining the arch of my foot.  I soon realized that the injury was not a fast healing one so I sat down and evaluated my options.  I came to the conclusion that:

• attending school in the inner city was not something I wanted to prolong
• I would have to cut back on my overloaded schedule if I wanted to play basketball and get good grades
• I was not enjoying playing basketball for a maniacal coach
• I really didn't fit in with the "culture" of the women's basketball team
• I wasn't having fun

So I made the decision to quit the team, pack out my schedule and graduate early.  The coach hounded me for weeks waving a scholarship and promises of red shirting in front of my face but I would not change my mind.  You see, back then (when there was no 30 second clock, no dunking, no women's size ball, and no WNBA) there was really no future in it beyond college and I couldn't see the use of it.  It wasn't until a young dynamo from Old Dominion University (who happened to be playing the same time that I was and whose school was in our conference) really brought women's basketball to the forefront and put it on the map laying the foundation for professional basketball and sports announcing opportunities that might have made it worth my while.    

I don't regret my decision though, not for one minute because I used wisdom in looking past the ball that was trying to block my view and it taught me the important lesson that in life, we need to be intentional about what we do.  We need to be willing to lay aside the good for the better, even when we may be talented at the good and it's something we enjoy.  We need to keep our goals for the future in view when making decisions about today.  

I have a bright future.  All the promises of God are mine to enjoy there for all eternity so I need to look past the worldly pleasures of today that are trying to sidetrack me to insure that I reach that future.  In everything I do today, I must do it intentionally to make sure that it lines up with and propels me towards that bright future.  With this mindset, it makes putting today in proper perspective and prioritizing so much easier.   

Just this past week I watched the movie "Miss Congeniality" on t.v.  At one point, undercover agent/pageant contestant Gracie Lou realizes that there's a bomb in the crown of the pageant winner.  Her pageant assistant hears her murmuring  and reminds her "the crown, it's all about the crown. BE the crown. You ARE the crown." 

My goal is to obtain the crown of life.  My future is the new heavens and new earth.  My destiny is to live forever with Christ. To make sure that I reach that destiny I must focus on the prize-the crown of life.  I must look past what is trying to grab my attention today, even though it may seem noble and good.  If it does not assist me, propel me, and encourage me in the end goal, it has to be pushed aside.  I must keep the crown in view at all times!  There is no greater prize!