#just a word vomit about transness and Christianity and my love for trans ppl

[cherryvales]

Transgender people have no place in religion

At least that’s what I was taught as a child

Sitting in the pews of my church and wondering why God made me dirty

And unworthy of his love

For daring to say I wasn’t a girl

We rarely feel safe within religion

My story is not unique

It’s rare to hear a trans person who hasn’t struggled with the idea

That the people who preach to love all of God’s creations would

In the same breath

Call them an abomination

And not made in his image

So quick are they to forget that if Jesus were here today

He would march with trans people in the streets

Scream until his voice gave out that we must protect each other

Or how he would sit in the bathroom of a nonbinary person

And dye their hair blue as he tells them that they’re loved

That God does not make mistakes

And that making us transgender is to gift us the ultimate act of creation

Jesus is not here

He does not walk with us lepers nor whisper these blessings into our ear

Instead we have each other to hold

As we scramble to find a safe haven in a world that casts us into Hell

Where church and religion fails us there is faith in one another

Something that’s not quite religion

But a lifeline to remind us

That we are not heretics unworthy of our lives

We are not dirty

We are not broke

To be transgender is to be craft ourselves into something divine

To take what was given to us and mold our bodies and minds into what we were always meant to be

And there is nothing more Godly

Than seeing a trans girl take a selfie

In a dusty full length mirror

Smiling in the first dress she’s ever worn

Making her first small steps into womanhood

Or a trans boy in a button down shirt

The pixie cut atop his head his first victory in euphoria

Talking about how to bind safely

Or what it means to be a man