Hello, I’m Jade — and while I won’t call myself a “recovering Jezebel spirit,” I will say this: I used to wear clothes that were revealing, uncomfortable, or simply not aligned with who God was calling me to be. I justified it with the whole “my body, my choice” narrative. But deep down, God was preparing my heart for something more.

Today I want to share my modesty conviction — how God spoke to me, what led me to fully submit, and what happened when I finally surrendered. I mentioned this briefly in a previous video about why I left social media for a year, but this is the full breakdown.

Growing Up Covered — but Confident

I’ve always been confident — internally and physically. My mom dressed me beautifully growing up: nothing provocative, nothing beyond my age. I loved fashion then, and I love it now. My style was expressive but covered — bold colors, cute skirts, simple tops. Nothing was accentuated. Nothing was on display.

But then senior year came. You know those “senior superlatives”? The girls who won “Best Dressed” wore mini skirts, deep V-necks, and bandage skirts lifting everything up.

I remember thinking, Oh… so that’s what “best dressed” means?
So — as an experiment — I branched out. I tried wearing what they wore. Physically, it fit. Internally, I felt… nothing. No thrill, no confidence boost. Probably because I blended in.

Looking back now, I had curves since the fifth grade — top and bottom heavy — so honestly, I had no business trying to wear certain things. But I did anyway. Through college, my wardrobe was a mix of good days and bad days… and if we’re being honest, more bad than good in the eyes of Yeshua.

After graduation, I didn’t think much about modesty. If I liked it, I wore it — crop tops included.

The Conviction Came — Suddenly

Then February 2024 arrived — right before my 29th birthday — and God spoke. Clearly. Gently. Firmly.

He showed me the importance of covering my body and protecting the places not everyone deserves access to.

So I held a mini fashion show in my apartment. I tried on everything I owned and asked myself:
“Could I wear this and still honor God?”

Eighty percent of my closet ended up in the donation pile.

I thought, Okay, I’m doing great! Everything unaligned is gone. Right?

WRONG.

The Date That Revealed the Real Issue

Recently, I went on a date.
It was raining — the air was clean, calm, beautiful. I dressed modestly:

• A simple black shirt
• A long denim skirt to my ankles
• A flannel sweater that covered my backside

Head-to-toe covered. Waistline invisible.

And still, the man commented on my body. Compliments? No.
He described my chest and behind using overly sexual language.

First of all — who raised you?
Second — you can be covered from head to toe and still be sexualized.

That moment sent me straight to God.

“Lord, I’m not drawing attention. I’m covered. I’m trying.
Am I still the problem?”

He answered immediately:
“No. Let this person go.”

What God Showed Me

When God sees your heart shifting, when He sees you truly trying to walk in the fullness He has for you — He will convict you, not to shame you, but to move you forward.

Strengthen your discernment, and He will move mountains suddenly.

Being sexualized — man or woman — is a reality in this world.
But we don’t have to entertain it.

If you’re not my husband, don’t comment on my body.
I know what I look like. I see myself every day.

But since that moment, something changed in me. I no longer feel anxious about how I appear. I no longer feel guilty about my past decisions. God knows my heart — and He knows the journey I’m on.

My modesty is not about rules.
It’s not about legalism.
It’s not about shame.

It’s about obedience.
It’s about honor.
It’s about identity.

And God is walking with me through every step of this beautiful transformation.

– Jade, The Escapade Daily