Some rules ought to be broken, bent or ignored. Especially those that are so rigid, that in the pursuit of sticking to them, we miss the point of the rules in the first place, and just mess up a bunch of other things. No wonder we were redeemed from the law, too much chaos under it.
I attended a wedding ceremony at a church in Port Harcourt. Considering the fact that it was a wedding and there would be visitors unaware of the rules of the church, they should have been nicer and willing to concede a little. But they wouldn’t let me into the church because my hair was not covered. It wasn’t a catholic church, and so I was completely taken unawares. The aso-ebi was a fascinator, so the ladies who bought it had an all access pass. (Note to self, stop rejecting asoebis.) As decently dressed as I was, I couldn’t get in. Fortunately for me, a friend had a clean hanky I could use to place on my head, it was either that or one of my pocket tissues or waiting in the car.
I got distracted when I got into the tastefully built church. All around me were scantily dressed ladies, comfortably seated with their fascinators. I gasped at their too tight dresses with hemlines that were almost non-existent. My mind was on an over drive. Time for the thanksgiving offering unleashed more of the dresses that were hidden from my sight, too tight, too short, boobs sticking out
It got more ridiculous when a friend walked out of the church to take a call and came back amazed. He saw a lady being bounced from entering into the church because she was dressed in a pant suit. From what he overheard, she tried to make them understand that she came from Kaduna for the wedding and had no idea of the rules, but they still wouldn’t bulge. Not only was she not allowed inside the church, but she couldn’t stay within the premises with trousers, she had to wait outside the gate till we were done. Now, I sighted the pant suit and it was a very decent one, not snug in anyway. In fact, it made my dress look like a party wear. But sorry lady, rules are rules... So, a decently dressed lady is not allowed into the church because her braided hair is uncovered, but a near naked woman is gladly welcomed because her hair is covered and she isn’t wearing trousers. Rules are rules right?
I guess somewhere along the way we missed the point. Some rules are meant to be broken.
You have died with Christ, and he has set you free from the evil powers of this world. So why do you keep on following rules of the world, such as, “Don’t handle, don’t eat, don’t touch.” Such rules are mere human teaching about things that are gone as soon as we use them. These rules may seem wise because they require strong devotion, humility, and severe bodily discipline. But they have no effect when it comes to conquering a person’s evil thoughts and desires. Col 2:20-23