Jeanette Berry, January 1974
My husband complimented my first
article with his usual words of praise. Then he added that
my article was longer than his sermon and recommended that I limit
any future articles to three hundred words or less. I
thought to myself, "...always limits! All my life
there have been limits!"
As a little girl I loved, no, I
craved, Hershey's chocolate bars. One day my mother decided
to let me eat as many as I wanted. No limits. I ate
eleven! I was so sick it was years before I wanted to see
another chocolate bar. Limits even on chocolate bars are for
our own good.
I was limited in the manner in
which I dressed. No shorts, no mini-skirts, no ridiculous
make-up. Even my language was limited. I met a woman
terrified of childbirth because she had heard that under the
effects of drugs you might scream out all sorts of filthy
language. I had no such fears. I had not heard or
learned such language.
The most irritating restriction was
regarding my dates and outside activities. Dances, movies,
questionable places were forbidden. Boys I dated had to be
of highest character and reputation. My parents had to know
where we were going and when to expect us home. Oh how I
hated those restrictions.
One day I met the man God had
chosen for me. I began to realize the value of the
restrictions. Because of them I could offer a body that was
pure, a mind that was free from the filth of the world, and a
manner of dress in keeping with his standards and a realization
that things of value are things that have been controlled. I
married that wonderful man.
Christians, gladly accept
restrictions in your life. One day soon you will meet the
Man, Jesus. As His bride you will be glad that you can
present Him a life innocent and unspotted by Satan's
(P.S. Extra fifty words by
special permission of my husband! Still pushing the limits!)
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