My Journey to Veiling

 For a long time, I have felt a pull. As a child I would have, as my mom would call them, "phases." Sometimes, I didn't want to wear anything but skirts and dresses, covering nearly every inch of my skin, or I would want to keep my head covered. Things like this that happened so consistently over the years, and in a pattern. But, some insecurity or another would cause me to drop my phases. It wasn't until I got to college that I understood what my calling was. 

I personally believe that every Christian has their own walk with God, and what one does to get closer to Him, the other might not need to do. I had always been deeply uncomfortable if I wore something that I felt was too revealing, or too form fitting. And it didn't necessarily stem from insecurity of my own body, but a feeling of being immodest. Modesty can be a loose term, and what can be immodest for one person, doesn't make it immodest for the next. When it comes to modesty, for myself, I was drawn to it, drawn to wearing looser fitting clothing, and keeping myself relatively covered. And then I started seeing women wearing the hijab, and I kept catching myself thinking, "I want to wear that too." But I was afraid, I didn't want to be judged for wearing it and I am "not the right religion." But it was through research, and the encouragement of muslim women, that I allowed myself to become more comfortable with my calling. I am a proud follower of Christ, and I know now that I am called veiling. 

The reason I veil is not because I think that women are supposed to, rather, it is a choice. For me, it serves as a physical reminder of my devotion to God, and to separate myself from the world. It is a beautiful thing, and helps me to feel closer to God. Especially after the time I have had these past few years. Every journey is different, and I hope to help encourage all to be unashamed in their walk with God. Even if one person reads what I have to say and is moved, that would be enough.