Fall Modest Outfit Inspiration | Reverence Your Divine Beauty

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“Think of your body as a temple: beautiful, sacred — holy, even. Though time often creates wear and tear on temples, they remain whole due to the time, patience, and steady reverence given to them by the faithful. Our bodies require the same type of care and tenderness. Especially when faced with grief, which can be a destructive and destabilizing force.” (p 34, Self Care for Grief , Nneka M Okona)

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War Against Purity

Feeling beautiful and confident in my body has always been something I’ve severely struggled with – something I believe every woman struggles with in this fallen, deceitful world. Despite how many fresh mornings have dawned anew in varying seasons of my life, I feel I am yet again still at the beginning of uncovering the divine, radiant beauty in my skin. Not the “fake beauty” that the world flaunts, but the intimate beauty of having been intentionally made and created by God, in His image. Especially after my traumatic brain injury, the weight of my trauma and mental symptoms have cast a dark shadow over my reflection in the mirror. And instead of seeing myself the way God sees me, I feel I see myself in shatters.

One of the most somber tragedies of our day is the war against purity, modesty, and virtue in women. The world has become a deteriorating toxin for every pure daughter of God, which rips down the sweet confidence in all of us with excessive behaviors, scripts, values, words, idols, materials, clothing, and trends that flaunt the false ideology that if we aren’t slim enough, symmetrical enough, loud enough, talented enough, popular enough, tall enough, or fit enough, we are unworthy of ever being wanted, loved, needed, or being treasured in every way.

But this is the lie. And despite how colossally impossible it is, we somehow believe if we inhumanely stretch ourselves to this perfection, we’ll finally feel joy in our skin. But we never do. Every day, we feel more broken, and every day we see ourselves as shatters, rather than beacons, in a devastating world.

Corduroy Overalls Outfit

Corduroy Ribbed Overalls | Pullover | Hair Coils | Pearl Stud Earrings | Throw Blanket

Lace Sweater & Dress Outfit

Lace Long Sleeve Top | Lace Headband | Green Floral Maxi Dress (look alike) | Mary Janes Shoes

Linen Blue Maxi Dress

Linen Dress (look alike) | Ankle Booties | Ruffled Socks

Pink Sweater Outfit

Pink V-Neck Sweater Top | Undershirt (20% off code: MAKENZIE) | Sweater Pants
Ruffled Socks | Chunky Pink Blanket | Essential Oils

Creamy Camille Dress

Camille Maxi Dress | Undershirt (20% off code: makenzie) | Hair Bow (look alike)

White Creamer Pitcher | Tiny decorative Bowls | Plates Set | Syrup Jars | Nauvoo Plate

Prairie Gingham Dress

Button Down Gingham (sold out) | Puffed Sleeve Blouse | Hair Pin Set | Ruffled Socks | Book

Black Romper Outfit

Black Wide-Leg Romper | Lace Long Sleeved Top | Stud Earrings
Watercolor Brushes | Cold Pressed Paper | Prismacolor Colored Pencils

Still Struggling.

My dear friend, I want to be honest with you. I am still struggling to love my body in this haunting season of my life, as I fight an invisible illness and injury enclosed in the shatters of my broken mind. In my own loop of perfectionism, I feel broken, I don’t feel enough, and my hope of being worthy and wanted feels diminished. Many nights, my linen pillows are stained with loathing tears as I cry myself to sleep. And at times when my psychosis pulls all feeling of virtue away, I feel a part of my sweet soul has bitterly died away. All beauty feels lost within me, and I wonder how to press on.

However, in the mornings when the dawn breaths its first breath over the Oregon evergreens and I pull myself out of bed, taking charge of my first step in the day to gown myself in a comfy, modest outfit. As I dress myself each morning I find purpose needed to win the world’s war against womanly virtue and feel a rescuing comfort over my skin. Whether it’s slipping my feet into my favorite corduroy overalls, tucking my head into the neck hole of my blue linen dress, or pulling my arms through my feminine lace sweater, I am honoring my temple, my body, and preparing myself to stand for purity another day – tears included – and heal my heart in what sweet purpose each article of clothing impresses me to enjoy.

Closing

As C.S. Lewis eloquently prosed, “…we are made for another world.” While the darkness of this doubting world fights against us, ever dragging us down to misery and heartache in every changing season, may we continue to cling to our virtue and clasp to our feminine purity as women of Christ – achieving radiant beauty by choosing intentional clothing that reminds us that we do belong, and we are wanted. I call upon you to rise up in modest purity, find rescuing hope in your wardrobe, and reverence your virtuous beauty in Christ.

xo.

P.S. Please comment with your favorite modest outfits that bring you purpose & gown your heart in helaing! Also feel free to share this post with friends and family who may be in need of radiant inspiration in the raging war against feminine virtue.