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How the Church Turns Good Girls Into Strippers – Modesty

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“Men have very sick and perverted minds. You could never even imagine the dirty thoughts that go through their mind.”  This was the message we were saturated with daily. Clothing that was not even close to sexy was forbidden due to the lustful nature of men. We were lectured about modesty and the sick minds of men on a daily basis. Of course the intention was to protect us from the perverted nature of males, and to encourage us not to dress or act seductively.

It intensified as I grew older – as my body became a more womanly. As a strict pastor’s daughter I would never even dream of being allowed to wear what was considered “normal.”  Heaven forbid any of us church girls show up in anything fitted, nothing less than over-sized and baggy.

This happens with many young girls in Christian communities. Parents and church leaders become so consumed with preaching modesty that they fail to realize the identity they are labeling their young ladies with. Sex sex sex. A man looks at you and thinks sex. Beauty = sex object.  You look pretty = evil seductress. A boy wants to take you on a nice date, rather than asking to court you? The only thing he could be after is sex. Our fathers, pastors, and youth pastors even admit to us the terrible motives they had before getting married – warning us to stay away from men like themselves.

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Instead of focusing on how to live your life to the fullest as a beautiful woman of God, females are shamed, talked about as an object for sexual desire, and hidden away from the world’s lustful desires. After daily lectures on modesty – we see our value to men the way we are taught: purely as a sex object.

With our minds trained that our only worth to men is of sexual nature, we begin to think that the only way men will love us is to fulfill the sexual desire that they have for us.  Forget the idea that a man could ever love a beautiful Proverbs 31 woman – clothed in beautiful purple.

There is definitely something to be said about wearing modest attire. We are instructed to clothe ourselves appropriately in the Bible, and to act wholesomely – it specifically warns about the seductress. Let’s face it, men do have a high sex drive, and we don’t need to be flaunting our assets shamelessly in their face. In Isaiah God specifically warns those that are “flirting with their eyes, strutting along with swaying hips, with ornaments images (1)jingling on their ankles.” He goes on to actually curse these flirting women! As Christian women we need to have a level of modesty – WHILE BEING GODLY AND BEAUTIFUL. The last thing we should be doing is shaming beautiful young women while they are turning into women. Young women want to achieve, succeed, and be the best that they can be!!!

Daughters will never be able to comprehend the power of men’s sexual desires, but don’t label your daughters as sex objects – they might just embrace the label you give them, and be the best seductress they can be!! This is how the church turned me into a stripper.

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May I Have Your Attention Please??

I was almost on empty, so I stopped to fill up.  I leaned up against the gas pump as I waited, brushing my hair out of my eyes – courtesy the lovely breeze.  There was a bit of a commotion between the two muscle heads from the next pump over.

“Oh my God, are you Jezebelle?”  One of them yelled as he ran over.  His partner in crime followed a little more quietly and slowly.

I smiled, and soaked in the celebrity moment.  We exchanged some small talk, I refused their phone number, but let them pay for my gas before getting a commitment to see me in the club this weekend.  I got in my car, still smiling, soaking in the affirmation that I yearned for.  The reality is, those guys just wanted to get laid, but to me, they gave me the approval that I have never had.

It’s that wonderful feeling.  Something we all crave at one time or another.  Better than the money, more fun than dancing, and not even comparable to the joys of buying shoes or cute outfits.  Being the best, being the most sought after, the most wanted, the most approved of, the most shown off, the highest on the totem pole.  I want it all.

After accomplishing a small feat, a young child will promptly run to their parent for approval, and praise.  We are wired to seek approval of others, some more than others.  I crave approval on a larger scale than your average Joe.  I want everyone to love me.  I am a pleaser.

Once the feeling of affirmation sets in, confidence and then power follow.  I felt most powerful when  I was on stage with a pressed crowd.  I loved having men willing to spend hundreds of dollars just for a handful of minutes spent with me.  I loved the looks on their faces, the complements flowing from their mouths, the sweet little lies they told me, the loyal customers that only wanted me, that claimed no one else could compare.

This was more than a job, this was a void that I had tried to fill for a long time, now being filled.  It changed my life, Jezebelle gave me power and worth.  Not only did it give me the affirmation I had been looking for from men, but it also gave me a sense that I was better than the rest.  I was a clean dancer, I never did anything for money other than dance, I never did any drugs, and I didnt sleep with the managers or bouncers.  I was better than the other dancers because of this.  I was impossible to stay clean for so long in an environment like that.  I was stronger and smarter than all those bimbo strippers, and I looked amazing without surgery.  I was the best.

I was disillusioned.