leggings

In my college days, there has been an awful fashion phase.  I think most people can say this in some way, but leggings are an undergarment.  And in 2010, girls think they’re pants.  Wear with a baggy t-shirt and some Ugg boots, and apparently, you have an outfit.  I beg to differ.  Leggings should not be worn in public unless something is covering your rear i.e. a dress, skirt or shorts.  Now, I do wear leggings around my house with a baggy tee and some fluffy socks, but not in public.  They’re not pants.  They’re a step up from tights.  Maybe this is just a personal fashion preference, but I think many people, including the inventor of leggings, would agree with me.  Their purpose isn’t to be pants.  And when they act like pants, they look funny.  They don’t flatter the person unless they're Adriana Lima and all they really need is a cheeseburger. The inventor of leggings didn’t mean for them to serve as an actual article of stand-alone clothing. They look like it.  They CAN act like it.  But it’s not their purpose.  I had a recent struggle with my purpose.  I felt called into ministry at age seventeen.  Little did I know the journey I was about to take when I made a vow to the Lord that I would follow wherever He took me.   He took me into three internships in student ministries.  He took me into a sorority. Weird, I know.  He lead me to friendships and relationships that I never would have imagined myself being a part of.  When he took me into student ministries, I thought automatically this is it.  I was good at it. I COULD do it.  That didn’t mean it was my purpose. I’m so comfortable in churches.  Leggings are comfortable, too.  God didn’t put me on this Earth to be comfortable.  He put me here to serve MY purpose.  He created me with specificity. My current internship is with this awesome college ministry that weekly touches lives through the spirit that brings me to near tears every week.  I watched the other people in my office work, and saw their passion and execution.  They were fulfilling their purpose.  I wanted to be fulfilling my purpose as well.  Being a part of this ministry allowed me to meet so many people, and fulfill my purpose by being uncomfortable and meeting new people. It isn’t that I was lacking the passion.  It was that I was changing my own purpose by making myself comfortable.  Then, I thought about the lives that God had lead me to touch the most while in college ministry.  Sorority women.  I had started seeing my life through my sight and not through His purpose.  We start wearing the leggings out of comfort and not for their purpose.