There isn’t a supporting journal entry for this post, but I’ve been thinking more on the hair subject.
Lest anyone think I’m not supporting my views with Scripture, I will address the hair verses in 1 Corinthians 11. A lot of what Paul was writing was culturally relevant to that time and era. (I am a huge fan of Paul, by the way.) Long hair was the norm in Bible days and when the workers started the meeting church, in general women still had long hair. Not for long, however. (pun intended)
In the teens and 1920’s women’s hairstyles began getting shorter . However, early workers kept that look of then and eventually made it the professing woman standard. On the West Coast of the United States where I grew up, professing women in the 1940’s and 50’s didn’t wear their hair “up” much at all. They wore it rolled at the neck, and hair was much shorter. The long uncut hair style didn’t become a rule here until the 60’s.
The focus on the outward became an obsession with professing women. It was work to look so plain and wear such different clothes. While we claimed be humble, it took a lot of time to get our long hair into its look. There was real competition (although we would never ever admit it) among the women to have a good hair-do and nice clothes. It was a big deal getting your convention clothes picked out! In other words, all efforts that were made to look professing ended up creating a look that to the world looks very odd and strict.
I remember about 8 years ago, my current boss looking out his office window one day and exclaiming, “I just saw a very strange looking woman walk by in an ankle length skirt and her hair up in a bun.” It was not said as a compliment at all. My boss is a very Godly man; a solid Christian through and through. The professing uniform became the focus. Oh yes, we could identify each other in airports and somehow that validated the miracle of the whole fellowship and the sameness of it worldwide. But, how easy truly, was it to be identified in an airport by how we as women looked, compared to having others drawn to us by observing how we treated one another?
Jesus said how others would know us; by our love one to another. He said nothing about appearance. To me, that has so much more meaning, depth and weight to it. All along, I wanted something with depth to it, and little by little, God was showing me that. The words of Paul became my mantra over and over, “Oh the depth!” Praise Him!