I’m not ashamed to say that I grew up in the eighties. I had big hair, complete with big bangs, and I used TONS of hairspray. I loved Duran Duran and blue eyeshadow. Much like every other girl in high school, I tried to stay up on the latest fashion trends. I think I was a junior or senior, when I went through the phase of wearing long skirts.
I remember it as if it were yesterday. It was break time and almost everyone was outside hanging out. I was standing in the grass talking to a group of people, most likely saying something funny, when all of the sudden everything went dark. I could barely move my arms, and my legs felt cold. I could feel myself starting to panic. It was if I was cocooned in something. I started trying to dig my way out of the darkness by flailing my arms. Finally, just right before I hyperventilated, I broke free! I was somewhat dazed and confused, thinking, surely I had been abducted by aliens. Was I still at school? Had I lost a few days of my precious life? Had my parents filed a missing person’s report?! How would I explain this, and would anyone believe me?! Would I be thought of as ‘crazy’ for the rest of my life?!
I opened my eyes, and thankfully, I was still at school. What I wasn’t thankful for was the roaring laughter coming from all who had just witnessed this unthinkable event. Indeed, I was not captured by aliens; although, being probed by aliens couldn’t have been this embarrassing! What happened you ask? Terry Casey had snuck up behind me, pulled my skirt over my head, and held it closed! I’m just thankful I had on good undies that day!
How quickly an embarrassing, awkward situation can happen. You’re going on with your life and BAM!, next thing you know, your skirt’s up over your head!
As long as we live here on this earth, that’s how it’ll be. We think life is peachy, then we find ourselves in a situation that seems overwhelming. There’s light, then we’re seemingly, overtaken by darkness, and we’re wondering how in the heck we got there. Here’s the deal. Most of the time, we don’t get into those situations by accident. Most of the time, it’s because of choices we make.
“I can be alone with this person. Nothing will happen.” BAM! Next thing you know, your skirt’s over your head. “I can do this drug one time, I wont get addicted.” BAM! Next thing you know, you’re a junkie. “It won’t hurt if I talk to this person, other than my spouse, about my marriage issues, I’d never cheat.” BAM! Next thing you know, you’re in the arms of someone else. And don’t ever think that there are certain things you’d never do. Sin is no respecter of any person, and without Christ, all of us are weak. We’re all susceptible to any sin.
Set your boundaries, have accountability and stay in close communication with the One who made you! And whatever you do, don’t turn your back on a prankster, while wearing a long skirt!
Talk about boundaries!
“If your hand or your foot gets in God’s way, chop it off and throw it away. You’re better off maimed or lame and alive than the proud owner of two hands and two feet, godless in a furnace of eternal fire. And if your eye distracts you from God, pull it out and throw it away. You’re better off one-eyed and alive than exercising your twenty-twenty vision from inside the fire of hell. “Everyone’s going through a refining fire sooner or later, but you’ll be well-preserved, protected from the eternal flames. Be preservatives yourselves. Preserve the peace.” Mark 9:43-50