When we first converted I was 16 (I'm now 27) and I remember thinking, \"Oh come on! Why do I have to wear this stupid thing? Why are they making me wear this?! I should be able to wear what I want. I want to look cute, not frumpy!\" Although at the time this seemed more forward thinking, I soon realized that it came from pridefullness!
I realized that when, one day in church I was looking at all the icons of the Mother of God and the women saints. I noticed something, they all had their heads covered. I was dumb founded. Now of course one would argue that some were nuns and others lived in times where that was the dress code....but it made me reflect on their ultimate humility. Then it made me feel really stupid....I was complaining about putting a piece of cloth on my head for 2 hours, while they suffered in so manys ways and were so humble! Prideful me!
I realized that I needed to do it, because of the fact that I didn't want to. Plus, its not like it was killing me, or hurting me. In fact it became my way of humbling myself, for those few hours every week. It was a way to put aside my pride and vanity, as short as it is.
I also had to learn too, not to judge other woman in the church that don't. Because by doing that, it defeats the purpose of it in the first place.
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