This season’s swimwear is skimpier than ever. I know because I searched rack after rack, and tried on enough swimsuits to dislocate my shoulder. I was just looking for some coverage and support—because, this year, I would be running on the beach. Chasing my toddler. Juking out of people’s ways. And doing sprints to grab her out of the surf. (She’s quick.)
I was disappointed to find so many zippers, strings, and strategic cuts in the fabric–all exposing as much skin as possible without being totally nude. Even some of the one-pieces seemed like something an adult store’s creepy mannequin would be wearing in the window. The sides were totally cut out, leaving no fabric but what resembled the core of an apple, along with strings, laces, and cups almost as thick as my mattress.
Yeah…not happening.
In the fitting room as I hung up suit after suit on the “Definitely Not” hook, and saw the few lone attempts at modesty hanging on the “Considering It” hook, I realized something: not too long ago the suits on those hooks would have been reversed. I used to wear “those” suits that now feel more like lingerie when I put them on.
There was a time when beach time = me time. When my #1 goal was to look good. I’d lay out all day in a bikini, basting myself with oil, basking in the sun, and working on my tan—the only souvenir I could show off, in order to get some attention from guys. This is what I loved and lived for. Then.
What changed?
I’m sure it would be safe to say: my body. But that’s not really true.
It’s something much deeper. Something in my heart.
A promise.
A promise I made on another beach, not in a bathing suit, but in a long white silk gown. Where I walked down an aisle barefoot, toward his beaming smile. Where I looked into his deep green eyes, and clasped his hands. Where the wind took away my veil. Where my name changed forever. My identity changed, merged, melted together with his.
It was a simple promise:
“My eyes only for you, my body only for you.”
The vows we wrote together. The vows we made together. The vows…we had no idea how hard it would be to keep.
My eyes
Only for you.
My body
Only for you.
The vows, like our hands clasped tightly together, that this world, and sin, and life, and stress and selfishness would try to rip apart.
The vow to love.
And the love that would give birth to life.
The life of this fearless little girl I now chase through the surf. Her hair so blonde, it’s almost transparent in the sunlight. She’s laughing, and screaming with delight as the waves hit her. Everyone hears. We’re getting soaked and scream together now. I scoop her up just before another wave crashes against us, knocking us off balance. Her little wet body clings tightly to mine. I look up in the foamy wake and my eyes meet my husband’s; he’s gazing at us and smiling, that same beaming smile that met me at the end of the aisle, on another beach, five years ago.
What happened to the girl I used to be?
The Tide came in,
and swept her away.
Sasha says
Rebekah, what a beautiful wife and mother you are. Once again, your words capture the heart and challenge the soul. What a great message for all women everywhere to hear. Thank you for sharing this. I honestly am so excited every time I see you posted something new, for I always know it is going to be amazing.
designandrea says
that was beautiful. such a wholesome way of looking at your body!
threeboysandamom says
LOVE this!
Lauren Millard says
This is beautiful!
Rachel Elisabeth Lusky says
So true. How our lives and bodies change for our marriage and our children, but even more our priorities! I usually just sport a modest 1 piece these days too!
Cindy says
I love this blog post. Love your attitude toward marriage and motherhood. As a suggestion on where to find good swimwear: if your local High School has a swim team, ask where the girls buy their swimsuits. When my daughter was on the swim team, I learned that there are good swimsuits and there are department store swimsuits. Big difference. The good suits were not only modestly cut, but they were better quality and more supportive. (I’ve had six babies. I NEED the support. haha) Keep up the good work. Your blog is inspiring.
Diane Fox says
Beautifully written. I remember that day on the beach 5 years ago, very well! And the look on Brandon’s face as you started down the “aisle”! Awesome!
Rachel says
this website has cute & fairly modest bathing suits (just for future reference) 🙂 – http://www.downeastbasics.com/collections/swim *right now there is an end of summer sale
Rebekah says
Thanks Rachel! I will have to check those out!!:)
Isioma says
Beautiful!!