Does God approve of transsexuals? or doesn’t God?
For me, from ages 17 to 57 the answer was clear: God hated trans-anything. I was pig-headed and hard-hearted, for I had been schooled in the armored morality of the Roman Catholic church. I will spare the reader my vicious beliefs about the evils of transsexuality, beliefs that arose from my bitter hardness of heart.
What could have so changed my negative to positive? If you believe that Saul became Paul by the intercession of the Holy Spirit, then you can surely believe that the Holy Spirit could transform my own pre-transition trans-phobia into post-operative transsexuality.
As for God and transsexuals, however, I will not argue Scripture with you. If argument is what you need, you can find all kinds of people quoting scripture both ways on the Internet. My faith in Jesus Christ comes from my heart with only minor assistance from my head.
I had loved God in my childhood and adolescence. I abandoned God as I wrote in my post about resisting God not sin. I ripped God from my life when I perceived that God rejected me. I longed to go back to God, though I would not acknowledge the longing.
I have observed this in the bible stories: God is just, but God is not fair by any human standard of fairness. God gives to each of us a fluid set of gifts, but when compared person to person the sets are rarely equal; equivalent maybe, or equitable, but not equal. As long as I insisted on perceiving a restriction on God’s choice of gifts, I was in trouble. The belief that when it came to sex God could only count to two was a restriction my own narrow mind had placed upon God.
How arrogant of me to believe that I could restrict God. When someone presented me with the idea of an unrestricted God, I could only gasp!
My reconciliation of Christian with transsexual is that the God Who makes no mistakes deliberately created me transgendered. That is, I am not a man with a “woman inside”; nor am I a woman stuck with a man’s body. God created me transsexual: not man, not woman. I will not attempt to guess why God might have done so.
Furthermore, God gave me transsexuality as a gift. I no longer reject that gift. I accept the gifts God has showered upon me. My salvation by the sacrifice of God’s only Son, Jesus, was the greatest of many gifts. Accepting my transgender was a prelude to accepting my redemption. Both are gifts from the wise and generous Creator of the universe.