My Sunday Best

I have always prided myself in being strong-willed, and knew when my (also strong-willed) husband and I started having children, we would be cursed blessed with some strong-willed children.

One situation where my strong-willed behavior comes out is when anyone discusses church attire.  Usually, those I’ve spoken with have argued we are going to God’s house; historically, my response has been, “God knows what is in my heart, so He doesn’t care if I show up in jeans.”

A couple months ago, I attended Mass on a cold, wet, rainy Sunday morning.  I was anticipating spending the early afternoon watching someone graduate from a program at a major university.  Since I had to “dress up” for a rainy graduation, which included walking quite a way in heels, I opted to cover myself up and wear my comfy jeans, my sweater, and tennis shoes to church.

I didn’t think much about my attire.

At least, not until I headed up the aisle for Communion.

As I walked up the aisle, in my jeans, with the veil on my head,  I started wondering why I was willing to dress nicely in a skirt, sweater, and heels for the commencement ceremony, but I couldn’t seem to bother dressing that nicely for God.  Or, for Jesus, who is present in front of me, literally every. single. Sunday.  I also noted the stark contrast between the veil out of respect for Our Lord (which I previously blogged about), and how my clothes did not appear to follow through on that devotion.  I almost didn’t receive Communion that day, simply because I was wrestling with my internal dialogue, instead of focusing on receiving Christ.

Since that Sunday, I have gradually paid more attention to putting thoughts behind what I choose to wear to church on Sundays.  Yet, I haven’t been able to articulate my thoughts on why people should wear a Sunday Best.

That is, until I saw a blurb in our church bulletin last weekend:

This was a screen shot, edited to remove other announcements, from the middle of the bulletin.

The full weight of the first bullet point hit me in the middle of my gut.  For the first time, I truly understood the reason it is emphasized to wear one’s finest.

I used to dress in my finest to go to job interviews.  A week in court, in front of a judge, would see me in my finest 3-5 days in a row.  To go on dates with my husband, I have worn my finest.  To go to “mandatory fun” events, I wear my best clothes.

But to visit God in His house?

God got my lazy day clothes.

And, I wonder how fair is that to God?

If I am to put Him first in my life, and I am to truly believe He is present in the Mass and at the Eucharistic table, should I not want to give Him my best?

Should I not want to look my best for Him?

While God is not my future employer, I do hope and pray one day I will live with Him eternally.  So, should I not want to do everything I can to show Him I want to be in Heaven?

Therefore, while I don’t anticipate blogging about church attire too frequently, I decided to link up with Rosie Hill at A Blog for My Mom’s “My Sunday Best, Vol. 14”  this week, to embrace this newfound line of questioning I have been pondering for the better part of 3 months.

I hope you’ll check out her series, and some other bloggers, who do make it a point to inspire others to wear their Sunday Best!

8 thoughts on “My Sunday Best

  1. Such a great post! I often found it harder to “dress up” for Mass when I was working, as well – I felt like I was dressing up all week long, and I just wanted to wear comfy clothes on Sundays… But it really is worth it to make the extra effort, and you look lovely 🙂

  2. I want to start wearing a veil for Mass. I haven’t done it since I was a child. Do you mind me asking where you have purchased yours? Great post!

    1. I purchased the one in my “To Veil or Not to Veil” post from Veils by Lily. I got that one, and then a blue-green veil (of which I’m still trying to get a flattering picture). There are quite a few veil makers out there, and some great FB groups for veiling. Let me know if you have any other questions, and I will pray for your discernment journey toward veiling.

      And, thank you for your kind words!

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