Modesty. The word, for me, typically conjures up mental images of women wearing turtlenecks, floor length skirts (with no slit, of course), and knee length socks.

I’m kidding. Sort of.

While we might all differ slightly on our interpretation of what, exactly, modest dressing is, we all understand that there are certain things that are appropriate and inappropriate in various situations. I might not be wearing a floor length skirt with coordinating turtleneck to church, but I also am not going to wear my swimming suit.

I dress modestly because it is a protection for me, shows respect for the unique relationship I have with my husband, honors the God who made my body, and guards against inappropriate thoughts and behavior with others.

Lately I have been pondering an interesting phenomenon I see everywhere in the online world – facebook status updates, tweets, and blog posts are brimming with something I call “emotional immodesty.” These online venues have given us an uncensored outlet, a place to share things that often should not be said, with a veneer of privacy as we sit alone with our laptop or iphone and share our every thought with thousands of strangers. To make this even trickier, we often do it and call it “being real,” as though it was a virtue.

Click over to Gather inSpirit to read the rest of this post…

Today I’m guest posting over at a new blog for Christian bloggers called Gather in Spirit!  Sharing a post that was very convicting for me to write, as well -

When Blogging Becomes Your First Love.

It flows right out of our Revelation series with applications particularly meant for bloggers.

Epidural or natural childbirth?

Nursing or bottle feeding?

Pacifier or no pacifier?

Cloth or disposable?

Co-sleeping or in the nursery?

Vaccinate or not?

The debates swirl. The amount of heated discussion about these topics has fascinated me since I first became pregnant with AG. I have my opinions about all of the above, and I’m sure you do, too. Add in competitive-feeling discussions about when our children slept through the night, started solid food, potty trained, etc… and it makes me want to avoid other mothers, to be perfectly honest!

My question is: why are we all so angry about everything? Why can so many of these discussions turn hateful and petty?

Read the rest of this post over at Today’s Housewife!

O Lord, you took up my case;
you redeemed my life.

Lamentations 3:58

I’m posting over at Pleasing to You today with some Good Friday reflections.  Where would you have been?  Kneeling with the sinful woman at Jesus’ feet, or nodding in agreement with Simon the Pharisee?

My honest answer to that question is not always what I want it to be.