Mxss. Universe

From TheResurgent, by Stacey Lennox:

“After winning the 2018 Miss Universe Spain pageant, Angela Ponce, a biological male who has undergone gender reassignment surgery and hormone therapy, has not only become the first trans contestant in the Miss Universe competition, but the odds makers’ hands-down favorite.”

“Now, in a global contest, a biological man is favored to walk away with the title. A biological man with a natural ability to maintain a leaner physique. A biological man whose female presentation is the creation of a surgeon’s blade and facility for sculpting. Whose anatomy, if their transition is full, contains a wound that will need to maintained as such and implants for breasts and cheeks. There is absolutely nothing authentic here. Yet Ponce had this to say in her interview:

“Trans women have been persecuted and erased for so long. If they give me the crown, it would show trans women are just as much women as cis women.”

“This is absolutely untrue. Ponce will never ovulate. She will never carry a child to term that was created from her own unique ovum. She will never experience intimacy the way a woman does even if the mechanics look similar. The only thing being erased here is the achievements and opportunities for biological women. And these will continue to be erased if this madness continues.”

Of course this had to happen. Stacey expressed a lot of concern for the women and their families who have spent countless amounts of time and money to prepare for competitions, whether beauty pageants or sports, and how unfair and uncompetitive it is for these biological women to have to directly compete with biological men. She emphasized that men, those of cellular XY chromosomes (my definition), have naturally more muscle mass and less subcutaneous fat, and therefore benefit more relative to biological women from training and exercise athletically. True, but biological truth underscores a much bigger issue. Since the issue I see doesn’t appear to have occurred to society as a whole, let me explain.

When people like “Angela”, or (warning, deadnaming ahead) whatever his name was before the changes, looked in the mirror, what did he see? He saw himself, as God made him–assuming he wasn’t wearing makeup, or a wig at the time. He didn’t like what he saw. Maybe he hated having to shave, or wanted longer hair, maybe he preferred women’s clothing and makeup, or maybe it wasn’t just what was in the mirror. Maybe his body was unmasculine or effeminate, maybe his penis was small and he caught snickers in the locker room. I don’t know what specifically, but something major was not working for him. So far, that’s not uncommon. Lots of people, especially kids, don’t like how they look. I didn’t, until I was around 22. Not liking how you look can be rational. Most people live with it, or improve their diet and exercise habits, or cover up their mirror until they mature. What is not rational is to interpret not liking what you see or how you feel as constituting evidence that you are REALLY the other sex! It is not rational for an XY male to say “I feel like a female.” You aren’t, you cannot know how a biological female feels or thinks, and you never will despite the skillfulness of your surgeon. That wound you decide to replace your penis with is not, and never will be, a healthy vagina, it is a wound and has to be cared for as such. So how is it that so many people accept the irrational idea that a youth can know they are not the sex that their chromosomes, and therefore their appearance, says they are? I mentioned in a recent blog that in one school in Brighton, England, 76 students between ages of 11-16 considered themselves “gender non conforming.” This would be considered child abuse if society was still rational about gender, if not for the propaganda and bullying of the trans-express!

The issue I am flogging here is mass acceptance of delusional thinking, further exacerbated by puberty blocking drugs, hormones that don’t belong and irreversible surgery. Insane! What did “Angela” say? “Trans women have been persecuted and erased for so long ….trans women are just as much woman as cis (biological) women.” I don’t hold with persecution of anyone for any reason, let alone something they can’t help, or a big mistake they made, or what they believe or how they look. If they committed a crime, they should be punished according to the law. But if they are miserable, deformed, a different color, or anything other than a criminal, they should not be persecuted. But I have a problem with the word “persecuted”. Christians and Jews in Islamic countries are persecuted. Muslims in Myanmar are persecuted. Just about everyone in China is persecuted. Was Angela persecuted? In Spain? Then won Miss Spain 2018? I take that word a lot more seriously than Angela. But you are not just as much a woman as a woman, because you aren’t a woman at all. You LOOK like a woman, that’s for sure, but you are saying, in effect, that women are only what they look like. Your body will not do the things a woman’s body can do, your mind will not perceive what a woman’s mind can perceive.

If I have not been clear enough, for a person to insist they know they are not the sex that God made them, they are delusional, they are denying God’s design for them, and elevating their interpretations of their feelings and dislikes above God’s sovereignty, if they even believe in God. If they don’t, so much the worse for them. Do the rest of us, and our children, have to bear the costs of their delusions? Apparently so. Keep it up folks, just don’t express dismay years from now that children have disappeared.

Come on in, the water’s fine…the blood is better.

My recent posts were intended to reveal and revile what I call the LGBT agenda and the propaganda designed to promote it and neuter opposition. This post is, to borrow from Monty Python’s Flying Circus, “something completely different.” There is a shining hope for those struggling with same sex lust, you just have to invite him in. The previous sentence used the word lust, rather than the sanitized word attraction, because lust in that context is sexual. Attraction could mean a variety of things, including friendship. The problematic part is sexual lust, in particular for those who declare themselves or think themselves Christians.

“Flee from sexual immorality. Every other sin a person commits is outside the body, but the sexually immoral person sins against his own body. Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God? You are not your own...” 1 Corinthians 6:18. What is “sexual immorality?” A better question is, “what use of my body grieves and defiles the Holy Spirit within me?” Because that is the issue. Before I accepted the Lordship of Jesus Christ over me, my lust was out of control. Outwardly, I was a model of decorum and restraint. Inwardly, I was a raging dirty young man. I sought pornography, which further inflamed my lust. In the days before the internet, pornography was mainly magazines, videotapes and peepshows. I became sort of a student of furtiveness, as most of those who patronized such places were, like me, ashamed of their behavior but unable to control their desire. I noticed that men who rented heterosexual videos rented one or two at a time, but men who rented homosexual videos rented armloads. My thoughts about them were, “poor bastards, their bondage is worse than mine.” Maybe in quantity, but not quality. Bondage is bondage.

When I dated women, I was outwardly restrained, never aggressive, but always looking for a gesture or word that indicated permission to go farther. Oh, my inner life was a maelstrom of conflict. Lust will do that. I longed to be freed from such impulses. I suppressed any thoughts of an overarching God who might be judging me, or grieved by my behavior. Then, in October of 1986, I met a man with one eye whose face was crisscrossed with scars and whose hands were twisted from burns and who limped painfully along, all from a hand grenade blowing him up in Vietnam. Yet, he was joyous, he radiated peace, and as we shook hands, a voice within me cried out, “I am looking into the eye of the living Christ.” Later that day, I was on my knees, begging that spirit to enter me too.

I would love to say, “everything changed”, that I was freed instantly from my lustful thoughts and habits, but it didn’t work that way. What did happen, gradually, was that my desire to gratify my lust was replaced by a desire to please God and not grieve the Holy Spirit. However, habits of thought lead to habits of behavior, and habits of both become hard wired into neural pathways, which are remarkably persistent. I spent years praying for my habits to be changed, then relying on willpower. I married, but my thought habits interfered with properly loving my wife. I got to know a man who was a virgin when he married a virgin, and they had a bond that I longed for. I so regret premarital sex! Remember that question, “what is sexual immorality?” It is anything that interferes with the total intimacy that the union of a man and woman can be, whether pornography, premarital sex, adultery or homosexuality. Such behaviors defile and grieve the Holy Spirit, and despoil your life and family.

Here’s the hope I referred to at the beginning of this post. By submitting my life to Jesus Christ, I became perfect in God’s sight, because Jesus is perfect. I am still a sinner, my thought habits are considerably weakened but have not gone away, and my struggles are daily, but I am covered by the grace of God, or by Jesus’ blood, as we Christians say, and so I am not worried that God is condemning me. He sees me as belonging to His Son, therefore perfect. We human beings make everything about us, and judge ourselves according to whatever standards we adopted, but once we belong to Jesus Christ, He says “no one can snatch them out of my hands.” What matters is how God sees us, not how other people do nor how we see ourselves.

Does this mean that once we belong to Christ, we are free to sin and not worry? No! It means our old desires to sin are replaced by new desires to please God, and though we fail regularly, as we will because we are wired that way, we can repent and move on. “Then Peter came up and said to him, ‘Lord, how often will my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? As many as seven times?’ Jesus said to him, ‘I do not say to you seven times, but seventy-seven times’.”Matthew 18:21-22. This applies to us as well. We sin, we repent, God forgives, rinse and repeat. Jesus is saying you forgive as often as your brother repents and asks forgiveness. That’s also what God does for us. If you truly belong to Jesus Christ, you will repent and beg forgiveness when you sin, and your Father in heaven will forgive you because you belong to Jesus Christ. If you say you belong to Jesus, but keep sinning pridefully, or think you have nothing to repent of, you have to question who you really belong to. BUT, don’t be an idiot and keep pushing yourself into the face of temptation. That’s what this “Spiritual Friendship” deal is, trying to make yourself okay with God by “proving” you can handle temptation, remaining celibate while fending off homosexual desires. You can’t and you don’t have to. You are perfect because Jesus is perfect, if his blood covers you. The swimming pool of grace is warm and ready for you, come on in, the water is fine.