[Romish_Papist]

Wouldn't dressing up to look all pretty or dapper in front of your other church members be more egocentric than a person who shows up to truly honor and venerate God and the scrifice of His only begotten son regardless of how that person is dressed? Do you really think God cares about how you're dressed when you come to Him? These are unimportant things, how we dress, things like that. God cares about what is in our hearts, not what's in our wardrobe. I'm sorry if this seems confrontational, but this kind of thing seems like the height of arrogance and egocentrism.

[kittymyrib]

Hmmm...in the Old Testament God gave the Israelites specific rules about what to wear for worship and required that they bathe, in the middle of the desert! The priests were told just how their vestments were to be designed and covered with golden embroidery. The even the floor of the tabernacle was to be covered with gold...a pretty exacting requirement for a nomadic people in the middle of the desert. God has not changed. He still expects the best we can offer him in our worship, and most of us can afford better clothes than a tee shirt or tank top. This "God will love me even if I am a slob" is a convenient excuse for laziness.

[Former Fetus]

Wouldn't dressing up to look all pretty or dapper in front of your other church members be more egocentric than a person who shows up to truly honor and venerate God and the scrifice of His only begotten son regardless of how that person is dressed?

I agree. Years ago, more than I care to remember, I was a graduate student and rode a motorcycle for economic reasons. Ok, I loved it, but I got it because I could not afford anything else. Then, this cold January morning I showed up at the local church, dressed in my motorcycle winter outfit, helmet and double gloves. I took off the helmet and gloves, tied the top of my overalls around my waist and started to walk into the church. A priest stopped me. Didn't I know I wasn't supposed to dress like that for church? I could have explained that it is hard to ride a motorcycle with a dress during January, but instead I blurted out that the Lord would rather see me like that in church than all dressed up at home. I pushed him and walked to my usual spot in the front pew. But I felt so out of place that it wasn't long before I stopped going to that church. Now I'm married and the mother of two. I dress up on Sundays but I don't see the point of buing a new dress every year on schedule. I have a couple of nice dresses that I've worn for years, but they are just fine, they are my church clothes. I know of ladies at my church who keep tabs of who is wearing what, but I don't go to church, or get dressed up, to impress anybody. This morning, for a fleeting moment, I felt funny at being the only woman in the church without a new dress (at least that's what it looked like), so I prayed to the Lord for help to focus on Him and Him only.