Vol.I No.VIII Pg.8
August 1964

Stuff About Things

Robert F. Turner

The fat is in the sun-- and, we may add, "in the fire" for all who question the various stages of undress seen in the stores and on the streets these days. The more angular and misshapen the woman, or the more knobby-kneed the man, the less propriety and modesty is shown it seems. And no one blushes!

Jeremiah prophesied against Jerusalem saying, "Were they ashamed when they had committed abomination? Nay, they were not at all ashamed, neither could they blush..." (Jer. 6:15a)

They could not blush. It is a terrible thing when a people can no longer blush. It means there is no sense of shame -- the conscience is seared. They have so lowered their standards that "abominations" appear acceptable. Self-respect has been destroyed-- and there is no personal pride to urge them to better, higher, more noble attainments. Their moral "slip shows" and they "couldn't care less."

Further, they frequently compound their degradation by a blaze smugness, as though their callused hearts were marks of high honor. He who blushes, (should one remain) is a "square," or maybe a "cube" -- like me. Once my wife and I visited a woman whose attire was almost non-existent. We were so embarrassed for her that we sought to excuse ourselves; but apparently she thought her clothing (?) perfectly adequate. She sat, chatting gaily, until her three-year-old, wearing training panties, walked into the room. Then she rushed the child away with a "spat!" saying, "You know better than to come in here undressed like that!" I suppose psychology has some explanation for it.

Paul commends "shamefastness"-- a word meaning "bound, or controlled by a sense of shame--modesty." As a bedfast person is "bound" to the bed by physical disability, so a shame-fast person has a built-in sense of right or propriety that "binds" and forbids appearing in public carelessly or improperly clothed. (1 Tim. 2:8-10)

When a friend of mine commented on the gross immodesty that prevailed in a western resort city, he was told: "After-a-while you'll get used to it." My friend replied that he hoped not.

"Getting used to" something that degrades character and lowers moral standards is no inducement to one who can still blush, and is proud of it.