There has been a lot of upset lately about the transgender issue. Since childhood, I have not been disturbed by transgender issues but now that transgender people are being so vilely mistreated, I feel I must speak out.
When I was a child, my father was a traveling salesman for a plumbing supply company. He knew a lot of people as a result of his travels. When I was about 8 or 9, he told me of a child about my same age or younger who had been raised as a girl but was actually a boy. The child’s genitals were deformed from birth but because ‘she’ did not have a penis, the child was raised as a girl. As the child grew, the character and personality was more that of a boy. After further examination, it was discovered the boy’s genitals were inverted. The child had surgery and was lovingly supported to grow up as a boy. In fact, the family moved to a different town to allow the child a fresh start.
I am relating this story only to explain why I feel the way I do about the transgender issue. I am not implying a transgender person is in any way ‘deformed.’ My point is this: for whatever reason, that person has discovered that his or her character and personality is that of the opposite sex.
Furthermore, it is my belief that the first thing one must do when anyone struggles with gender issues is to love them…because, chances are, that person (especially a child) will also have identity issues, self-esteem issues, and possibly abuse issues.
I see it as the same thing as (actually, it is worse than) forcing a left-handed child to write with the right hand. Not only are you making them feel bad because, in your opinion, it is ‘wrong’ to be as they naturally are, you are adding more stress to an otherwise difficult life.
Someone mentioned a baker’s refusing to bake a wedding cake for a gay couple’s wedding. Ironically, I had a gay baker bake the cake for my wedding. (A ‘friend’ said, “Well, I hope he washed his hands.”. What?!?!)
I try to believe that people think and say and believe stupid things out of fear… fear of the unknown or fear of the unusual. I know two brothers who live in my neighborhood. They were raised the same way. However, one went into the Navy and served along side black people. The other did not. Guess which one has no problem with black people.
So, today I am praying for all of the people struggling with transgender issues: the transgender ones, as well as those speaking out and acting out, in fear.
By the way, I strongly commend the love and supportive actions of the parents of the child I mentioned, above. That’s how it is done.
The image above is borrowed from the internet. See http://blog.stabilo.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/shutterstock_77113921.jpg . It originally came from Shutterstock I hope they don’t mind.