Christian Nudist Convocation 2008

[Dario Western]

Hi all,

 

This is reposted from rec.nude and a few Yahoo! Christian nudist groups that I am also subscribed to:

"Hi Anna,

I know that this thread is a bit old, but I couldn't resist having my say on
this as this has got to be the most weirdest Christian story.

> It's unusually cool for a June evening at the Cherokee Lodge, and the
> nudists have finally covered up. They sit at round plastic tables
> under the pavilion's tin roof, drinking $3 cans of Miller High Life
> and watching a 60-something in a teal thong shake her deep-dimpled ass
> to some Top 40 song. Every once in a while, she spins to reveal quick
> snapshots of her nipples peaking out of a fishnet top that sparkles
> under the disco ball and Technicolor spotlights.

Would you see any Christian woman, nudist or otherwise, ever dress like this
(except maybe for her husband)?  If she was at an event like Planetshakers
or the Australian Gospel Music Festival she'd get turfed out real quick.

> Soon the sweaty DJ spins the "Electric Boogie" as a herd of middle-
> aged and elderly bodies, sagging in painful ways, begin to move
> mechanically to the electric slide on the dance floor. Some of the
> more practical women wear blouses and sweaters with no panties, others
> wear tube tops that they wriggle down and over their breasts, which
> sway freely to the beat. The men, some donning only cowboy hats and
> dingy pearl-snap shirts, terrycloth robes or nothing at all, rock
> their hips -- and subsequently, their dangling genitals -- with
> complete abandon. They all shimmy from side to side, tilting forward
> and snapping their fingers in the most bizarre display of jiggly, full-
> frontal nudity.

Doesn't sound very tasteful to me.  I've always thought that 'shirtcocking'
(a term meaning wearing clothes on top but leaving the bottom half bare with
the genitals virtually exposed) looks pretty ridiculous, though it might
make sense for some nudists who want a bit of protection from the sun.

> When a slow country song wafts through the night air, most of the 40
> or so nudists couple off. Rick, a financial analyst from Kingsport,
> Tenn., who asked that we only use his first name, seems to be the only
> eligible bachelor at the nudist resort's Saturday-night dance. He and
> I sit alone, swilling overpriced beer and talking about his divorce,
> the days of disco and how he's usually not very social at these
> things.
>
> Rick's wearing a "Watch Out!! I'm Here to Raze Hell" T-shirt, which
> covers a boyish upper body with no tan lines. He's managed to avoid
> the round belly and love handles common among the midlife nudist set.
> You might not notice him at a bar in the city, but here, at a party in
> the thicket of the Cumberland Plateau nearly two hours east of
> Nashville, Rick's a silver fox.

If he can't be social in nudist environments, then he can't be at others
either.  It says something about him that he's too scared to tell other
people his real name.  So much for nudism being about 'nothing to hide'.

> A few women do, in fact, ask him to dance -- an older, 5-foot-tall
> woman almost as round as she is tall drags him onto the cement dance
> floor for a Shania Twain song. And the leggy brunette bartender who
> mans the beat-up beer fridge in the corner gets Rick smiling big
> toothy grins as they dance to a disco beat. She's sporting nipple
> rings so elaborately coiled around her small breasts that you can't
> help but stare.
>
> Neither woman is looking for any action, but Rick doesn't care. He's
> here for Jesus.

Probably a number of them about, at least there would be if he was at a
Mexican resort.

> He has joined more than 20 others for the Christian Nudist
> Convocation, a semi-annual gathering of salt-of- the-earth folks whose
> dedication to being nude whenever possible is rivaled only by their
> love for Christ. "May the Lord protect our nudity from the sight of
> those who will not benefit, and may He allow us to be seen by those
> who will.... Amen," goes the prayer from one of the nudist's websites.

Huh?

> In three days, they'll hike, swim, barbecue, have sing-alongs and, of
> course, praise Jesus au natural. Some won't put as much as a shirt on
> all weekend. For most, the convocation is a respite from their
> churches, neighbors and families -- the prudes of the clothed world
> who are scared to high heaven by the thought of bare butts on church
> pews. For others, it's a coming-out event, a safe place to test the
> waters where "Christian nudist" isn't considered an oxymoron.

It sounds no different than any other nudist place.  Such an event goes
against Jesus' teachings of proselytising the gospel to all and sundry.
There is nothing wrong with bare butts on church pews, as long as they are
sitting on towels.

> For now, Rick's the only CNCer on the dance floor. Two of the
> convocation's couples sit and watch, but the rest of the Christians
> are minding the children at the campsite or stewing in the hot tub,
> which sits in a small cabin made of weather-worn wood. The Christians
> have cornered an atheist in the Jacuzzi, and it's time to get to work.
> All this late-night drinking and dancing is not quite their scene,
> even though tonight's party is devoid of the grinding and dry humping
> you'd see at most nightclubs. They came here to learn how to be better
> Christians, to discuss how Jesus jibes with nudism and to enjoy the
> hot tub jets without swim trunks. But they've got a higher purpose.
> They're here to let the rest of the nudies know that Jesus loves them.
> And he doesn't care what they're wearing.

Well, at least that's one thing that's right so far.  Jesus Christ was more
interested in what people are like inside than what clothes they wore.

> The CNCers make up a good percentage of this weekend's Cherokee Lodge
> clientele, who have made their way off Interstate 40 to a wooded area
> just outside of Crossville, the golf capital of Tennessee. More than
> 100 people occupy the campsites, cabins and RVs littered across the
> nudist resort's 240 acres -- not counting the few dozen others who
> have taken up permanent residency in trailers on the lot. This isn't
> exactly a big showing for Cherokee: the ladies in the main office say
> quite a few of their beer-drinking regulars decided to stay home when
> they heard the Christians were coming.

So much for nudists being open-minded and accepting of other people.

> But after all of the flak the CNCers get in their hometowns for their
> nudist ways, they've decided their divine mission is here. And it
> isn't an easy one. Many of their fellow nude vacationers are looking
> for an empty lawn chair, a good buzz and an even better tan, which
> leaves the CNC crowd torn between two worlds: the Christians who think
> their nudist ways are crazy, and the nudists who don't want to be
> bothered with all this Jesus talk.
> "We're foremost Christians, but most Christians don't want to accept
> that," says Kevin Moore, the CNC's Saturday worship leader. "In a
> church, if someone finds out you're a nudist, you're condemned. And
> nudists have a poor view of Christians because they bug them when
> they're here [at the resort]."

Christians get persecuted in Third World countries for preaching the gospel,
and Jesus said: "Whoever saves his life for himself will lose it, but
whoever loses his life for me will gain it".  Also, I don't agree with Mr.
Moore's assertions that nudists have a poor view of Christians.  Many
non-Christian nudists respect Christians just as long as they don't go
bullying or intimidating them with hellfire and brimstone if they don't
accept Jesus.  Jesus never taught like that.

> He gets a host of "amens" from the congregation. This morning they've
> forsaken the pool and taken over the outdoor pavilion where the disco
> ball hangs in wait for the night's festivities. Cherokee Lodge does
> have its own chapel, the Little Church in the Wildwood. It rests
> between a pet cemetery, which is marked by a smattering of silk
> flowers crammed into the packed dirt, and a whole mess of trees.
>
> The rustic church is home to Cherokee's own weekly service. The
> untreated, rough wood pews are usually spotted with resort regulars on
> Sundays -- even when the CNC isn't it town. But the church is small
> and sweltering. It doesn't have electricity, so this morning's
> convocation moved to take advantage of what's left of the cool night
> breeze.

Sounds like the Health & Safety government department should pay Cherokee
Lodge a visit.  Rustic buildings are a hazard, and they either need to be
renovated or demolished.

> Other nudists stare as they walk by, making their way from the outdoor
> showers and heading toward the pool, carrying towels they'll use to
> line lounge chairs and bar stools as they belly up to the snack shack
> for beer and a hamburger.
>
> Meanwhile, Kevin's leading a discussion titled, "Where are we going?
> And why are we in this hand basket?" Only one guy laughs at the joke,
> but they all get the gist. "Isn't that what a lot of Christians think
> about nudists? That we've got a fast track to a warm place in hell?"

If that's the case, then they are not good Christians.  Jesus taught to
'judge not, lest ye be judged'.  Only God decides and knows where we are
going when we pass away, that is not the business of any human being to
determine that.

> They're thinking a lot more than that. Many consider nudist resorts
> the anti-church and, of course, orgy central: hotbeds of lust where
> loose women, exhibitionists, hedonists, perverts, child predators and
> the like assemble to roll around in a big stinky pile of sin and
> vulgarity. And they can't see how good Christians could fit in -- or
> why they'd even want to try.

The nudist places I've been to are not like that.  In the 19 years I've been
a nudist I have never been hit on by a loose woman, or befriended a child
sex predator, but I do know a few exhibitionists and hedonists in the
Australian nudist scene.  They are generally harmless and they don't bother
anybody else.  Nudist clubs do reprimand and throw out anybody who behaves
inappropriately no matter what gender or age they are.

> The CNC crowd has gathered this morning to take notes and talk
> scripture, to prep fortified biblical explanations for naysayers who
> think that God would never sanction social nudity. They do, in fact,
> believe God led them here -- to their own Garden of Eden.
>
> For the most part, the morning's conversation is typical church talk:
> they were created in God's image, and what he made was very good.
> Jesus died for their sins, and so on.

That is correct.  Who was it who first taught Adam & Eve the human body is
ugly, shameful or something to be kept hidden?  Hint: it was a talking
animal that is generally feared by many human beings.

> Then they get into this summer's Christian nudist theme, the stuff
> that they've been reading in the stream-of-consciousness posts that
> CNC organizer Boyd Allen has plastered on his website. "But of course
> we cannot possibly continue in this life perfectly without sin," one
> post reads. "Then what do we do? We grab the nearest bush and hide
> from God, right? No, no, no.... That was what Adam and Eve did,
> remember? We don't want to do that again!"

Unfortunately, human nature being the way it is does exactly that.  Many
nudists also hide from others, but they cannot hide from God.

> Allen continues, "We run to God as we are and ask him to forgive us
> and not just cover our sins but to wash them away and we will be clean
> spiritually. Jesus [the] Christ washed away our sins.... We have been
> restored to our original state to where we can come to God in the
> garden, walk and talk with him 'just as I am.' Then why do we still
> insist that our bodies are shameful?"

It's called 'peer group pressure'.  Even Paul wrote about this in his
letters saying "Why do you still act as though you belonged to the world?"
But sadly there are still many people who are gamblers, drug addicts,
alcoholics, sex offenders etc. who give their lives up for Christ, get on a
good road and then something happens and they backslide into their bad
habits again and undo all the hard work and respect they earned.

> But wasn't it God who clothed Adam and Eve? If the eye rolling and the
> groans are any indication, the CNC's Saturday morning congregation has
> heard plenty of that before.

No.  They clothed themselves first (pretty badly), but God gave them skins
of a dead animal for practical rather than moral reasons because they were
being banished from an idyllic paradise to a world with varying weather
conditions, thistles, thorns, insects etc.  and he knew they would need some
protection.

> As Allen puts it, all God says to a fig-leaf-laden Adam and Eve in
> Genesis is: who told you that you were naked, and have you eaten of
> the tree of which I commanded you not to eat? "Whoa here," Allen
> writes. "That sounds more like he was displeased with their discovery.
> Now we all know that God did indeed clothe them, but was that to cover
> their naked bodies in shame, or was it to protect them in their new
> environment?"

The latter (see above).

> The CNCers adhere to the latter. Nudity is righteous, but at certain
> temperatures, cavorting without your pants on becomes a little silly.
> Today, as the session drones on in the sticky heat, even Kevin leads
> worship totally nude, baring an upper body shaved to appear near
> prepubescent.

Then that is a double-standard if you read the earlier comments about the
disco that they had where some of the punters were dancing pantless.

> It's apparent that if the CNCers lack anything, it's body shame. They
> adjust themselves in plastic patio chairs that leave horizontal marks
> between their shoulder blades. Some are squished so tightly into the
> dirty seats that their flesh presses into the armrests and spills over
> the sides.

Ever heard of towels and sunscreen?

> Kevin's gone through the Bible and marked every reference to
> nakedness, give or take a few. He talks about how God spoke to Isaiah
> and told him to walk barefoot and unclothed. How Peter fished naked
> near the shores of Galilee. And how Jesus was nude when he washed the
> feet of his disciples. "But there's nothing in there that says nudity
> is inherently wrong," he says. For much of the weekend, their dialogue
> centers on such nude biblical references.

This is where he has got it incorrect.  Nudity is seen as being wrong when a
person is drunk, or if you get them drunk, or if you deprive a person of
clothes when they are cold or in need.  Jesus also reprimanded the Laodicean
church in John's Revelations where he accused the church of being 'poor,
naked and blind'.  The nakedness is spoken about in a metaphorical sense
than a literal one.

> One woman sits facing the congregation. She's clothed only in a pair
> of thin cotton shorts with an elastic waistband hiked up almost to
> meet her large, heavy breasts. She takes hold of one breast, lifts it
> off her stomach and covers the flesh underneath with a thick swipe of
> deodorant. She moves slowly and deliberately. No one seems to notice.
>
> If anything, the group would be hard-pressed to understand why an
> outsider might find it offensive. Why wouldn't you want to sit at the
> dinner table with your plate of Cherokee's famous barbecue and come
> face-to-face with a passerby's penis as you gnaw on a drumstick? Why
> would you elect to keep on your top in 90-degree heat? Within the
> first half-hour of meeting the CNCers, three men asked why I was the
> only one wearing clothes and whether I had any intention of taking
> them off. Later another offered to pay my Cherokee day fees ($25 plus
> tax) if I'd visit some other day -- and fully participate.

I've been so densitised to nudity that I wouldn't care if I'm eating a
drumstick and I see a guy's dick momentarily.  I don't understand why
anybody would want to wear clothes in 90-degree heat either.

> With his freckled face and eyebrows so blond they're near invisible,
> Boyd Allen looks a little like an overgrown Opie. It's fitting for a
> country boy who grew up on a 40-acre farm in Florida.
>
> When Boyd was 13, he gave into a simple, compelling urge that burned
> inside him: he needed to be naked. He would undress and sneak off into
> the woods to run and explore. It wasn't what a good Christian boy
> living in a strict household was supposed to do. So he didn't tell
> anyone.
>
> Nearly a quarter of a century later, he picked up a book about family
> naturism in a bookstore. "It was what I was thinking, what I was
> feeling, and I thought, 'This is beautiful,' " he says. He marched
> over to the magazine section and flipped through an issue of Nude &
> Natural. He came back a month later for the new issue, where he found
> some biblical talk about nudism. "I bought the magazine and started
> looking up the scriptures. I started writing my thoughts down because
> it was beginning to flood my head. I just kept writing on and on."

Boyd's site is at http://www.geocities.com/boydallen - and also has a forum
for people to talk about Christianity and nudism as well.  It has a healthy
amount of posters and topics.

> It's that zeal that helped him become the CNC's new leader. He was
> elected to take the helm when the convocation last convened a couple
> of years ago at White Tail Resort in Virginia. CNC creator and nudist
> humor author Allen Parker asked Boyd and Kevin to be the CNC
> torchbearers after the convocation fell short of his expectations.
>
> Parker started the CNC in 2003 to unite a handful of Christian nudist
> resort chapels with the hope that they'd confederate and start
> churches in nudist resorts across the country. Instead, he says the
> CNC morphed into what it is today -- more of a social outing, a place
> for meeting, greeting and fellowship time.

I think Allen needs to try a bit harder.  There is more to Christianity than
just social outings and meet & greets, it's about fostering lifetime
friendships and relationships and supporting each other in hard times and
good times alike.

> For Boyd, it's a godsend. He used to show up 15 minutes early to his
> telecommunications job so that he could pray over his co-workers'
> cubicles -- imploring God to give them a good day. Now he's found his
> calling.
> Today, Allen's 4-year-old daughter darts from tent to tent at the CNC
> campsite, just as happy as she can be. Allen's wife, Gwin, grills
> hamburgers and hot dogs for the group cookout. Her breasts hang
> dangerously close to the sizzling meat as smoke encircles her body.

Hasn't she ever heard of an apron?  Cooking over a barbecue without some
form of protection is pretty stupid.

> This is the family life of Boyd's dreams -- a wife who disrobed before
> he did at their first visit to a nudist resort outside of Greensboro,
> N.C., and a daughter who can run free and nude, without the shame and
> secrecy that marred his childhood jaunts.
> But the family's nudist life hasn't been all that easy. Boyd doesn't
> talk much about their struggle to stay nude and happy. But Gwin does.
>
> She sits at the picnic table, her cookout duties complete, and talks
> about how Boyd would move the family to Cherokee tomorrow if he could.
> It would certainly make nudity easier, but Gwin isn't prepared to
> isolate her family from friends and relatives who'd never step foot in
> such a place.

Pretty sad.  And yet Boyd has a section on his page called "Praying people
to nudity", maybe he could put it into action for Gwin's family and friends.

> It's not that they live in secret. Most of their neighbors know. With
> Allen walking outside without as much as a bathrobe to grab the
> morning paper, it would be difficult for them not to.
>
> It wasn't until a stranger caught sight of Allen mowing the backyard
> in the buff that a cop came knocking. Gwin felt a familiar fear:
> they're going to take away my daughter. "All you need for something
> like that to become a problem is one zealous social worker with not a
> clue as to what this is all about -- and no desire to find out. That's
> all it takes. I know what we're doing isn't wrong. I know what we're
> doing is a good thing," she says, as her daughter scampers up and asks
> for a "drinky."

If that was me, I'd tell the social worker to mind their own business -
they're MY children, not theirs.  The government should stay out of the
private lives of the community members.

> The officer let them off, but it didn't put Gwin's mind at ease. Her
> daughter will start pre-K in the fall, and it's hard to teach a 4-year-
> old to keep quiet about the nudist lifestyle, especially when it's all
> she's ever known.
> "It's annoying that I have to teach [my daughter] very strongly that
> we do this -- it's OK -- but understand that there are places and
> people who don't get that," Gwin says. "And in her little mind it's,
> 'But why, mommy?' And what do you say? Because that's the way people
> are."

Nobody is too little to make a difference.  What about David and Goliath?
Or Aesop's story about the ant and the hunter?

> It's difficult to convince people that subjecting a child to so much
> nudity doesn't make you a pervert. Just ask Cameron Bennett. This is
> his first CNC, and he's brought his wife and two kids along for the
> ride. After all the hell they've been through with their home church,
> they're considering joining the Little Church in the Wildwood.
> They attended the Church of Antioch until Cameron got candid about
> their lifestyle. He told his Bible study group that he attended
> worship service at a nudist park, and things quickly began to change.
> He tried to volunteer in the church's nursery but was turned away. "I
> was urged during the business meetings, 'Don't volunteer anymore. The
> ladies are nervous -- they don't want you in there,' " he says. "They
> were afraid that I was going to molest a child. Let's face it, when I
> would check my daughter's diaper, I would touch the diaper to make
> sure it wasn't wet. Well, touch in an area down there, some people
> think you might be molesting, too."

What a bunch of paranoid gits!  These people are not Christians at all.
Whatever happened to 'innocent until proven guilty'?

> He withdrew his membership from the church and asked God to lead the
> way. He found the CNC. "Maybe this is where I return to the Lord...,"
> he says.

I can't say I blame him for doing so.

> Cameron and others believe children are natural nudists. They think
> that kids, much like Adam and Eve, should be free to run nude through
> the garden, to live their lives without knowing shame -- that it would
> take Satan, or a prudish parent, to plant the idea of shame into their
> hearts and minds.

Prudish parents ARE of Satan.

> A pack of CNC kids run around the resort, fighting over Thomas the
> Tank Engine and playing with flashlights. Except for the occasional
> pair of pull-up training pants, they're nude. They scribble with pink
> sidewalk chalk that smears across their rears and bellies. No one
> cares if the kids get dirty. They'll get hosed off later.
> And they appear to be very, very happy. They don't seem to notice
> anyone's nakedness -- especially their own -- and don't as much as
> stare at the fattest of the CNC crew or leer at all that sagging.
>
> CNC parents think these kids will be better-adjusted adults for it.
> They subscribe to the mantra that nudism demystifies the body,
> satiates curiosity about the opposite sex, curbs premarital sex and
> combats poor body image in children.

This is very true.  In other countries and cultures where nakedness is quite
common, the amount of sex offences are quite minimal and they get reported a
lot quicker as well by the children.

> Many of the CNC women wish they'd had such a childhood. They huddle
> together in a corner of the pavilion for a women's-only session and
> gab about everything from their own bouts with bad body image to
> uncomfortable bras and The Tyra Banks Show. It's a buffet of breasts,
> seven pairs to be exact, ranging from A to DD.
>
> Most were lured into the nudist lifestyle by their husbands. Myra
> Moore, who is married to Kevin, says her husband's desire to explore
> the nudist community floored her. "I said, 'There's something wrong
> with this. I can't accept it.' Being a Christian, I said show me in
> the scripture...wrong, right, indifferent, where is it?" And Kevin
> showed her.

There are some women who go to nudist places just to please their husbands,
but there are others who go because they WANT to go.  There are of course
some wives who get into it first to the dismay of their husbands.

> It took six months to get Myra to a resort, but Kevin didn't push. He
> knew it was delicate. Myra was molested at age 6 and had lingering
> issues with her body. "He was caring enough and he was Christian
> enough to think about me and what I'd been through," she says. "He
> waited until I was ready and he showed me how to trust him, trust in
> God and go to a resort."
>
> Another woman chimes in. She was molested from age 3 to 11 and dreaded
> being nude around her husband. When she agreed to dabble in social
> nudity on her delayed honeymoon, she was terrified. "When I got there,
> I saw that the people weren't looking at me as a piece of meat; they
> treated me just like if I was wearing clothes -- in fact, better than
> that. They just accepted you for you. It's really actually helped me
> in many, many ways.... I can be around my house nude, around my
> husband nude and it doesn't bother me. It's done a lot of healing."
> All of the CNC women nod. The nudity-as-a-healer theme is a common
> one.

Unfortunately, I do know some nudist guys who spend their spare time
drooling and slobbering about women's body shapes and sizes when they are
out of the way.

> It's a good time for Gwin to bring up her master plan. She hopes to
> bus anorexics and bulimics to nudist resorts, where she'll minister to
> them with the help of her fellow CNC women, eating disorder experts
> and, of course, God. "As naturists, we're in a position to say,
> 'Here's our body. We're not ashamed. We're the normal size -- and it's
> OK.' "

I wish her the best of luck with that, there are so many women like that in
our society today.

> The CNC women agree that the nudist resort is one of the few places
> where they aren't judged by the size of their breasts or the style of
> their clothes. But that doesn't explain why, even here, some of them
> have traces of eyeliner on their lids, artfully feathered hair and
> nether regions waxed -- in some cases, full-Brazilian style, which is
> to say, bare -- to high heaven. For the most part, however, they're a
> fairly plain group whose beauty regimens consist of little more than a
> smear of sunscreen.

Being a nudist doesn't mean that you have to sacrifice your identity or your
individuality.

> They consider themselves to be a modest bunch. It's the other women,
> the clothed ones with cascading cleavage and push-up bras -- the ones
> with the lustful "look at me" intentions -- who are immodest, they
> say.

Very true.

> They know that many a Christian would find the nudist idea of modesty
> laughable. And all of those claims about nudity for the sake of body
> acceptance? They know some would say they're twisting the scripture to
> justify their desire to let their goodies out for all to see.

Modesty has nothing to do with being naked.  It's about behaviour.  The
Koine Greek word translated as 'modesty' in the Bible is actually 'kosmios'
which is where words like 'cosmetics' and 'cosmos' come from.  It means
'orderly'.  It is possible to be naked around other people and behave in an
orderly manner, and also be fully dressed and behave disorderly - such as in
war, or in brawls in bars or after football matches.  One thing that sets
nudist clubs apart from nightclubs and sports matches is the lack of
physical violence.  I have never seen full on brawls or orgies ever going on
at nudist places I've been to.

> But at Cherokee, no one seems to be looking. The CNCers give good eye
> contact because it's considered poor form to look down. Besides, they
> say they wouldn't want to, at least not for the purpose of lusting
> after your wares.

Basically once you've seen what you want to see in a nudist place, there is
nothing left to see.  You've got to get to know what the person is like
inside.  It's not like their breasts or pubes are going to change shape
every 30 seconds.

> When Kevin asks the congregation where lustful thoughts come from,
> several of the women say Satan. "The Book of James says it comes from
> within our own heart. You're making it someone else's problem if
> you're saying you can't be naked because it's going to generate
> lustful thoughts in me. You're putting your own weaknesses on them."

It's a fact of life: people rarely blame themselves for their wrong doings.

> They believe that not all nudity is created equal. It's a notion
> that's difficult for most in our sex-soaked society to comprehend,
> they say. If the only time we're exposed to nudity is in a sexual
> context, then we'll think that bare bodies at a nudist resort must be
> sexual.

That's true.  What is needed is some balance.  Trying to divorce all
sexuality from nudity is the politically correct position, and it doesn't
work.

> The CNCers don't see clothes as lust deterrents. Even Gwin confessed
> to the women's group that she has "always found that clothing, if it
> drapes on a man just right, is more provocative than 100 naked men."
> See, they think of their lifestyle as "chaste nakedness." And even a
> dance floor full of gyrating nudies can't make them lust. They've got
> Jesus in their hearts.

With me, it depends on who is dancing.  I wouldn't find gyrating overweight
40-something women who are badly dressed to inspire lustful thoughts in me.

> No matter how much scripture the CNCers have in their hearts, they
> know there's no way to ensure that all that bare chastity won't turn
> somebody else on. They call it "lust of the eyes." But it's not the
> kind of transgression the CNCers can sense, or really bust you for. If
> it were, the mere presence of Lonnie Kimble would've had my ass
> packing before the first devotions.

Then that's their problem, not mine.  The weaker brother needs to make
himself strong.

> When Kimble, a CNC newbie, straps on his acoustic guitar (and nothing
> else), it's an image ripe for the cover of a romance novel. He plays
> "Jesus Loves Me" at the morning sermon, probably without an ounce of
> lust in his heart. He's got the toned, beach body of a surfer, with
> tousled, sun-bleached waves that tease his broad shoulders. He looks
> like Jesus with a tan and access to modern grooming.
>
> He's the one in the group who is difficult not to look at, though
> admitting as much to any CNCer would have landed me in the much-feared
> group of the spiritually weak who, even when faced with such chaste
> nakedness, have a hot case of lust.

:-)

That occurs in non-nudist Christian places as well.

> As sinner's luck would have it, Cherokee Lodge is not a bastion of
> fitness. The hottest thing you'll see is a pair of pierced nipples.
> But more often than not, they adorn breasts that have long since moved
> southward. There aren't any lithe co-eds bouncing playfully on the
> beach volleyball court. In fact, the whole experience is more like an
> unfortunate lesson in the anatomy of the aging. Cameron puts it this
> way: "I've seen some of these ladies. They look great with a shirt on.
> Take that shirt off -- eew. I didn't know they sagged that far down."

Hmmm, talk about body acceptance?  Then again, like Cameron, I don't find
those women particularly attractive either.  It's sad that after having
children, many women just let themselves go instead of working hard to keep
fit and healthy.  Hence that's probably why many men eventually lose
interest in their wives and either go to strip clubs, or nudist clubs and
beaches in the hope of finding women as a Clayton's wife (Clayton's is
Australian slang for 'substitute', which comes from the advert for a
non-alcoholic drink where the slogan reads "Clayton's: the drink you have
when you don't have a drink").

> The place is virtually sexless. And the folks at Cherokee Lodge want
> it that way. The rule sheets disbursed at check-in offer these
> warnings: no dirty dancing, lap dancing, lingerie or overt sexual
> behavior. There's even a surveillance camera in the hot tub.

And no bad dress sense either in the danceclub.

> This is no swingers club either. If it were, Rick, CNC's resident
> disco-dancing bachelor, wouldn't have it. He does admit that, during a
> prior Cherokee visit, one woman started talking dirty in the hot tub.
> He reported her to management and she was banned from the resort.
> "There are singles clubs. But if you want something like that, go to
> Nashville or Knoxville, OK?" he says. "But it's not here at
> Cherokee.... That's not what nudists are here for."

I've also heard girls and women talk dirty at textile Christian places and
they don't get banned.

> Even without the hot sex (and with all that self-policing), the
> Jacuzzi is still nudist Mecca. To an outsider, the thought of steeping
> in a tub where swimsuits are strictly disallowed with a whole slew of
> sweaty strangers is unappetizing. But to the CNCers, it's just another
> tool in their master plan to proselytize the nudies.
> "To most Christians, this resort would be the end of the world.... To
> me, it's Jerusalem. It's our own backyard," Kevin says. He calls
> nudists modern-day lepers who "most Christians don't want to touch
> with a 10-foot pole."

See above where Jesus commanded his followers to "go into ALL the world to
preach the good news", and that includes nudist places as well.

> Enter the hot tub. The Bible describes God's voice as quiet, Kevin
> tells the congregation. When nudists aren't at the resort, they're at
> home with the kids, the TV and all that noise. "You can't hear God as
> easily. Here, you can hear a little more." And in the Jacuzzi, they're
> relaxed and easier to approach.
>
> When Kevin burns through his long list of biblical references to
> nudity, some of the CNCers take notes. Sure, they're here to get
> closer to God. But, at the heart of it, they know they have lots of
> explaining to do. "We have a calling to teach the average Christian
> that naked does not equal bad," he says. But they all know that's a
> tough row to hoe. For now, they'd rather gather an arsenal of
> explanations they can use to tell nudists why God sanctions social
> nudity.

Read the 205 Arguments for Nudism which you can find on this site
http://www.naturistsociety.com

> That night, as the droves of nudists danced the night away, the new
> CNCers got a trial run. God put that atheist in the hot tub, and the
> crew channeled Kevin -- and all that scripture -- and gave it their
> best. There's no telling if it worked. Come Sunday morning, the CNCers
> can't even remember the man's name.

:-S

> The nude bodies filter into the chapel. They arrange their towels on
> the pews and settle in for service. It's a big day for Pete, the only
> CNC worship leader who's got his own clothed congregation at home.
>
> He asked that we not use his name (in fact, he wouldn't give it) or
> any indication of his age or where he lives. He even asked that we
> refrain from describing his body in great detail. "If they found out,
> I would lose my church, my kids, my family, my life," he explains, his
> 20-something wife slinking behind him in the pews, cradling her
> stretch-mark-laden stomach in her arms.

That's a risk that he's going to have to take.  See what I wrote about Jesus
saying "Whoever saves his life for his own sake will lose it, but whoever
loses his life for my sake will gain it".

> You can't help but wonder if "they" means his congregation, who
> undoubtedly would be outraged and awed to learn that their pastor's
> been preaching the good word to a small congregation tucked away in
> the Tennessee backwoods -- with his penis peaking out of a silk navy
> robe.
>
> This is the first time I've seen Pete clothed. He slipped on the robe
> while walking the rocky path that leads hikers past a cluster of
> travel-trailers to the Little Church in the Wildwood. But he couldn't
> have chosen a worse time to suit up. It's still far from noon, but
> when the heat from 20-plus bodies meets the damp morning air inside
> the chapel, it's steamy, and the group starts to smell a bit sour.

Yuck!  They should invest in some air conditioning and spray some fragrant
oils into it to counteract the problem.

> Kimble has just slipped his guitar strap off his shoulder after
> leading the fellowship in singing "Amazing Grace" and "Awesome God."
> The baritone voices rocked the rough pews into vibration, and
> everyone's in the mood for some more soul shaking.
>
> Pete delivers. He starts his sermon so hard and loud, it's
> frightening. Soon he's howling, "You don't have to be afraid of God
> anymore!" And you're afraid. He rants in dramatized near-delirium
> about "Jeee-zus!" and his "guh-lory." Before long, you're begging him
> to breathe, and he does sporadically, with the deep grasping breaths
> of a swimmer emerging from the water.

Sounds like he needs a bit of vocal training.  I'd find that sort of thing
pretty funny if it didn't make my bumgrapes bleed.

> When he moves on to the "Book of Isaiah," he's pacing and gushing
> Bible verse so fast that he's hard to follow. The sweat has started to
> trickle from his short sideburns as his silken robe sticks to his pale
> skin and begins to work itself open. He tells of how the prophet
> Isaiah fell to the ground when he had a vision of God and cowered in
> fear, his sins exposed. But the angels purified him and God said, "You
> will go and speak for me."
>
> "And Isaiah gives one of the best answers you can ever give God," Pete
> says. "Isaiah says, 'Here am I. I'll go.' "
> It rings true for Pete. When God drew him to the nudist ministry, the
> former heathen head banger was ready. "I really feel that God laid
> this on my heart, that this is a ministry that he wanted me to do," he
> says. "You know, of all the missionary-type endeavors to do -- some
> people get sent to Africa, some people get sent to South America --
> and the Lord was like, 'I want you to go to nudist resorts.' And I'm
> like, 'Wow, what an assignment.' Aren't I the lucky one, you know?"

Why does he call himself 'lucky'?  That he gets to see people naked?  That
he won't contract some strange disease?  That he won't get jailed or eaten
alive by wild animals or persecuted by unfriendly natives?

> Ever since that faithful calling, Pete has prayed over it -- hard.
> He's asked God to stop him from disrobing, from traveling to Cherokee,
> if it wasn't his way. But God's only reassured him, even as Pete dog-
> paddled in the lodge swimming pool Saturday night.
>
> As the cool water slipped over his bare body, Pete asked God what he
> should tell a church full of nudists. And you've got to wonder why God
> didn't answer with something more original. "God especially wanted me
> to tell you this morning to remember that you were created in his
> image," Pete tells the churchgoers as he gets into the same we're-not-
> ashamed-of-what-God-created spiel the group has been pushing all
> weekend.

Well, they'd probably already know that.  The hardship is convincing other
people in our cultures that Christianity and social nudity can co-exist.

> They end the service in prayer, asking God to claim the nameless, hot
> tub atheist for the kingdom. To extend Cherokee's borders and to
> increase the Little Church's anointed. And then they pray for their
> nude brothers and sisters who will be continuing the Lord's work the
> next weekend as the convocation moves on to Show Me Acres nudist
> resort, a little slice of heaven about two hours outside of Kansas
> City, Mo.
>
> They eat some burgers and rush to break camp, to roll up their tents
> and corral the kids as the thunder begins to clap and dark clouds form
> overhead. Gwin tries to pawn off leftover baked beans and weenies on
> the travelers, but she ends up walking the dirt road to the resort's
> main office, where she offers the food to the women inside. These are
> the same women who gossip about how the whole CNC lot scared off the
> camp's heavy drinkers.

Hmmmm, the Bible condemns gossip.

> Some CNCers begin to dress outside of the open doors to their modest
> cars -- one marked with the license plate "NKD B4GD" -- as a few fat,
> stray raindrops find their way to the group's naked skin. Many of the
> men dress in the same pair of clothes they arrived in. In fact, it's
> all that most of the men packed. That and a towel.
> The women climb into the passenger seats, reluncantly clothed but
> without a bra if they can help it. And they'll ride that way, all the
> way home -- where they'll quickly disrobe and once again feel free."

 

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