As Mr. H. and I drove home from church last Sunday morning, we passed a couple of other churches that were just dismissing. Watching as people walked to their cars, I said, “Isn't it odd how many women wear pants to church these days? When we were younger, it was unheard of; women often wore pants around the house or grocery shopping – but never, ever to church."
Mr. H. nodded in agreement.
Continuing, I said, “I think it’s nice that people don’t place so much importance on what they wear these days, don’t you?” He nodded again.
“God doesn't care what we wear,” I said, “as long as we attend church. Pants are especially nice during cold weather. Warmer. More comfortable. You actually see more women in pants nowadays than you do dresses. It has become acceptable to wear them anywhere. Dinners, parties, occasions like weddings, graduations and funerals. I like it!"
I finally stopped talking and, Mr. H., in his tranquil manner, offered his opinion.
“I guess it’s okay,” he said, “as long as things don’t reverse.”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Well, if God doesn't care what we wear, and women always wear pants, I guess it wouldn't be surprising if men started wearing dresses, would it? They’d probably be more comfortable in the summertime. Cooler. What do you think? Can you imagine the men we know wearing dresses? Or me?"
Mr. H. sure knows how to make a point.