It blows my mind that that is a controversial statement.
In a common sense, functional society that would be a ridiculous statement because it would be widely known as, well, COMMON SENSE.
For those of you who don’t know the technicality or surety of it, when a baby boy is born (minus very extreme cases) they have the private parts of (here’s the surprise) a BOY. And girls (amazingly) are born with girl parts. In every case I have seen of children having gender mis-identity, each was born with the genitalia of either one or the other. They had the sex organs of one or the other, that, during puberty, would develop their bodies into, you guessed it, one or the other. Somehow in this crazy, backwards, upside-down society, it has suddenly become the norm for a 4 or 5 year old to decide they don’t want to be what they were created, so parents let them dress like the opposite sex, grow out/cut hair, change their name, switch out boy/girl toys, encourage the fantasy, and, here’s the real crime, START HORMONES TO STOP THEIR BODIES NATURAL PROGRESSION into the adult bodies they were intended to have.
Why is this so hard to comprehend? A 5 year old can not consent to such drastic, life-changing, forever altering decisions made to the only body they will ever have. Somehow it’s abusive to spank your child, but doing this to them is not only socially acceptable, but revered and held in high regard? Dare I say it, those parents who are confusing and then mutilating the bodies of the little humans they were given responsibility over FOR A SHORT TIME are deep in the throes of child abuse.
This isn’t even about the transgender issue. I am related to a transgender person. They made the choice AS AN ADULT to mutilate their body and ‘switch sexes’. It was THEIR choice. They have had to live with the consequences of THEIR decision. That person has openly regretted it and considered the options of going back, even after marrying a person of the same (original) sex. What will the lives of these children look like when they wake up as 20 year olds and realize that that season of feeling like someone they weren’t was exactly that, a season? During the years of their vulnerability and innocence, their parents, who were to protect and raise and preserve them for when it was their turn to make life-affecting, life-altering decisions, had instead given in to their childish ideas (or the parent’s fantasy of wanting the opposite sex child) and permanently disfigured the body that they have to live in for the rest of their lives. You can’t just grow hair out, dress differently or change color schemes to bring back the place in life they now need to and should be. What a devastating state of affairs these families will be in once they realize Mom and Dad willingly did this to me and there is nothing I can do to get back ‘normal’.
Also, say you give a boy hormones to ‘turn him into a girl’. He may grow breasts, change the height/tone of his voice, have a more feminine look – BUT he’s never going to have a period because he will never have a uterus or ovaries, he will never be able to carry or bear or nurse children, or experience the real hormones and changes a woman goes through. He will also never have the joy of becoming a father because he will be physically able to be NEITHER. We are creating a counterfeit, sterile, empty society on the altar of personal fulfillment.
My heart breaks for these children. The adults have free will. It is their decision and they are mentally old enough to understand the consequences they will have to live with. These children have no say, no consent, no understanding of the road ahead of this moment in time where they ‘feel like a girl/boy’. I’m sure God’s heart breaks for them also. He gave us free will, and as parents, that means we were trusted with our children’s well-being until their age of free will.
For You formed my inward parts;
You covered me in my mother’s womb.
I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Marvelous are Your works,
And that my soul knows very well.
My frame was not hidden from You,
When I was made in secret,
And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed.
And in Your book they all were written,
The days fashioned for me,
When as yet there were none of them.
How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God!
How great is the sum of them!
God knew exactly what He was doing when He formed you, me, your child, my child. He doesn’t make mistakes. Someday we’ll all understand that. Please, please, please protect the bodies of your precious little ones.
So our son is growing up as a boy. He will learn how to handle boy responsibilities and how to treat a woman and how to be the man of the house from Daddy, and he will learn how to cook and how to clean and how a real woman treats a man from Mommy. Because being a boy doesn’t mean he can’t take care of himself or that cooking is ‘a woman’s job’ or any of the other stupid stereotypes out there. (Daddy can cook and bake as well as and sometimes better than Mommy.) It does mean that he will know he was created to be a man, and that he was given everything he will ever need to fill that role. Just like every other boy on this planet. And girl for that matter. God help us.