Getting to the point of this testimony, let's delve into hair color. So, is dying or bleaching your hair okay, or not-so-okay? There was a time when I wanted to think it was no big deal, but once I gave my Heavenly Father a chance to fully have my heart in this matter, He opened my eyes to see it in a new light.
Ever since I became convicted on the point of modesty, I've always been convicted about not wearing jewelry, painting my nails, wearing makeup, etc. I have had prior experience with all of these things in the past and had come out of partaking in them. However, when it comes to hair, I had never ever done anything except cut my hair different lengths; my hair has always been its virgin color and I've always been content and happy with being a brunette. Yet, sadly, in hopes to make myself beautiful, I decided to bleach my hair blonde—without true prayer or bible study on the matter. I just really wanted to do it, since I'd never done anything like that before, and that desire won over the need to pursue my Father's will in the matter.
After bleaching my virgin brunette strands a strawberry blonde shade, I began to really like my “fresh” appearance. Inwardly, however, I felt a twinge of remorse, sensing that I had done something I shouldn't have and thus brought displeasure to my God. At the crux of the matter, I knew my heart wasn't fully sold out to my Father when it came to my appearance. True, I had changed a lot in terms of dress, but I wanted my self to still have a little hold on my appearance. Full and complete surrender just wasn't there.
Praise be to God for His faithful ones, because we can really be a blessing to each other is we speak out when Father directs our mouths to speak. You see, I was approached by two of my brothers in Christ. That got me more than anything because it showed me that I had an open spiritual struggle that was visible to others. Thoughts came swarming in my head, and I felt terrible as I thought of those who looked up to me and often followed my example. Most devastating to me though was that my Father's displeasure was staring me in the face.
That pain pricked me to the core, but I praise God for that pain because it brought me to a true repentance. Such a repentance that I never want to look back in that direction ever again. I'm turned off at the thought of fake beauty, and so very content in how my Abba has created me. Glory to God!
And when thou art spoiled, what wilt thou do? Though thou clothest thyself with crimson, though thou deckest thee with ornaments of gold, though thou rentest thy face with painting, in vain shalt thou make thyself fair; thy lovers will despise thee, they will seek thy life.
For which cause we faint not; but though our outward man perish, yet the inward man is renewed day by day.
While they behold your chaste conversation coupled with fear. Whose adorning let it not be that outward adorning of plaiting the hair, and of wearing of gold, or of putting on of apparel; But let it be the hidden man of the heart, in that which is not corruptible, even the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God of great price. For after this manner in the old time the holy women also, who trusted in God [which made them beautiful], adorned themselves…
The strength a sister can give to her sister is a true gift. I pray that these posts may be uplifting, inspiring, and motivating. All centered around modesty and biblical femininity in a modern world. Hugs! ❤︎ Erica