A Colorful Tunnel

This probably isn't going in the direction you'd think.

As I've said in the past, I struggle to understand transexualism. This is showing an ugly part of my heart, I know.

With wider acceptance of homosexuality, transsexuals are being thrust into our lives whether we want it or not.

Homosexuality is something I have much more understanding of and acceptance. Do I agree with it being sin? Yes. But no greater than my sin. It's something I grew up with and have seen great trauma as a cause. I've seen lives redeemed from this life choice. And yes, it is a choice when a life can and is redeemed.

Transexualism and gender reassignment seem to be in a different realm for me and specifically the GR.

I cannot wrap my head around the idea of how anyone could physically alter their reproductive parts, basically mutilate them so they can permanently pose as the opposite sex. More than anything, it goes against everything I know ethically about medicine and God. I won't apologize for my views, but don't hate me for my personal opinion.

Last week, I read that our local grocery store chain is now going to pay full health benefits for anyone seeking GR.

I am absolutely distraught over this.

Companies are doing this so they can avoid discrimination law suits. Our country has devolved to this place where we live in fear of hurting someone's feelings and act preemptively.

GR surgeries and treatment used to be done with years of counseling. That's no longer required. It's not required because how dare anyone suggest transexualism be a biproduct of a mental disorder. In the 80s and 90s, counseling was required and nearly 70 percent chose to not proceed. The numbers don't lie. Now, as long as you have the financial means, you can mutilate or add body parts all you want.

Probably my biggest problem with this new policy is the discrimination against your average person. Your average person who barely makes ends meet and pays outrages insurance premiums. The people diagnosed with major diseases everyday who can't afford medications or surgeries to save their lives. Where's the fully paid insurance plans for them?

Damn it! Just writing it out makes me mad all over again.

Unfortunately, this grocery chain is the only main one nearby for us. Walmart is our only other real option and it's a nasty, filthy one. However, that maybe what we go to. Neither of us can stand the idea of giving this company with such warped standards one more penny.

Will we be able to get away from it completely? Probably not. But we will try. We won't buy their gas either.

As I left the store today, I was angry at the injustice. So, so angry.

As I drove down the highway, a song came on the radio. I don't even know the name or artist. But the lyrics were right on. God is there to take on what is too big for us. Fight the battles. We don't have to go at it alone. He's our protector and there's no fight too big for Him.

While I took in the words, I found myself surrounded by bright orange, yellow and red trees. It was a beautiful tunnel of fall color. Without sounding too silly, the beauty embraced me and the song was like a hug. I cried. As angry as I was, I knew the fight was bigger than me and would have to be fought on a level higher than me.

It would ruffle a lot of feathers, but I want to get others to cry out over this injustice. Like I said, it's not even so much about my personal struggle with GR and transexualism. It's the reverse discrimination. It's taking money from hurting, poor people and giving it to people making choice/non necessary medical decisions.

We, as a community, don't have a lot of choices in where we get groceries. I'm not sure even well meaning Christians could give up their only grocery store on principle.

Big, huge prayers on this one. For whatever reason, God has allowed this to burden me, weigh heavy on my heart.