8Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. 9But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. 10That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
I not only believe in God, I trust in Him. This very fact will alienate about 1/3 of the world's population ( the 1 billion non religionists and about 20% of the rest!)
I certainly didn't ask to be born non cisgender. Yes, not non cisvestite, not non cissexual or any other label somebody else wishes to use in order to justify their existence. I said non cisgender.
But I was.
I do not believe these feelings I have, the sort of feelings that over 90 % of the worlds population has without second thought are somehow "changeable". They are as much a part of me as any of my organs or limbs. I could attempt to "cut" them out, but in turn, would be left horribly disfigured. Scarred. Therapy only serves to offer tools for coping. Yet, if my faith is what I profess it to be, than prayer and meditation should also be employed. Because am I not seeking growth? Spiritual, mental and physical growth? Certainly I must nourish all three.
I find it increasingly difficult to identify with the vocal part of the non cisgender community. They are self-centered egotistical narcissist arrogant asses, in other words, they are I. I truly do not with to project my weaknesses upon others, nor subject others to them. Why must I have his thorn in my side? Where is the growth in this?
Trust is another word for hope, and hope is a reasonable expectation that better thing will come to pass. Do I truly trust in Him?