The semester is almost over, I have one more project to complete tomorrow evening and that will conclude my workload for the semester (other than studying for final exams) On December 16th, the semester will be completed that afternoon and then I will have some time off before seminary resumes at the end of January.
I found this article while doing some research for a paper. It came from the September 1991 issue of the Baptist Challenge . I think it is accurate in its assessments.
When I was a body, going to church services was always a special thing at our house. Whatever was our best, we put it on. Shoes were shined on Saturday evening out on the back porch; all was made ready for Sunday. Trousers were pressed and shirts were starched. Dresses and blouses were ironed to perfection. We were going to worship God. It was special, so our attire was also special.
It is a reproach on our generation, I believe, when some dress for worship as if they are going fishing, camping, or just “hanging around.” We have gone crazy over being casual about nearly everything. Worshipping God is not and cannot be casual. Blue jeans, T-shirts and tennis shoes have their place, but we associate them we the ordinary and not with that which is special.