The Great Beer and Skirt Rebellion: When Rules Eat the Principle Alive
The Moral Nutrition Beneath the Law Intro: A Skirt Challenge at the Rock When our family lived at Rockland Ranch, a remote community carved into the cliffs of southern Utah, one of the women challenged the young girls to wear dresses or skirts for a set period. If they succeeded, they would earn a special dinner date with their dads. As their mother, I didn’t see inherent virtue in skirts over pants. I believed modesty, femininity and obedience come from the heart, not the hemline. But I also felt that familiar tension, the slight unease that shows up whenever “goodness” starts getting measured by fabric instead of character. So I left it entirely up to my girls. If they felt drawn to the challenge, they could take it on, no pressure, no guilt. They chose to participate. They wore skirts whenever they stepped outside our home, but always with shorts or jeans underneath for hiking, climbing, and the rough-and-tumble play that filled their days in that wil...