Dear Pastor Craig and your inarguably fit body,
We can see you. We all can see you with your tight shirts
and skinny jeans, as you wave your arms around and walk back and forth on the
stage. And to be perfectly honest, it’s quite distracting. You look good, okay?
Your wife is a lucky woman (and not bad-looking herself – y’all are basically
Instagram models, if Instagram models were middle-aged pastors).
So does it make me a floozy to say that I am literally distracted by how you look? I
don’t think it does, because if the tables were turned, and it was a woman who
was wearing form-fitting clothing and distracting the men, we wouldn’t berate
the men. In fact, we’d probably call that
woman a floozy.
I personally don’t think there’s anything wrong with showing
a little skin. I think it’s important to wear clothes that make you feel good
about yourself. But Mr. Groeschel, I’m trying to think about Jesus. And if
Jesus wants to walk up in here with his distressed tees, muscles bulging out, a
little 5 o’clock shadow, then so be it. But your job is to preach the Word of
God – not be an American Apparel model.
Whatever happened to the classic button-down collared shirt
with some nice bootcut jeans? Or even a tee with a jacket, you know – casual meets
formal. These are options I’m asking you to consider for the sake of the
ladies. Contrary to popular belief, we are just as visually compelled as our
male counterparts, and we have just as much of a biological and physiological
desire to see attractive men as men do attractive women.
This is probably the first letter of its kind in all the
span of history. You want to know why? Because no woman – especially no CHURCH woman – wants to admit that this might be an
issue. Because she WILL be called a Biblical whore. 100%. The bottom line is,
if women are expected not to wear shirts that show their midriffs or cleavage
on stage, then men should be expected to be held to the same standard. Please
cover yourself. In something a little looser. I will have to stop attending if
all I can continue to focus on are your pecks.
Thank-you,
Christine, a 25 year-old, who is only moderately ashamed to
sign this letter
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