Thursday, June 23, 2016

//musings of a hateful moron

Alright guys, I have a confession to make.

I have erred greatly.
 I have been intolerant.
I have, otherwise, committed a hate crime, and offended a few people, no doubt.
 I dare not try and shirk my offense! 
I'm guilty. 
Guilty of what, you may ask? Well, that is the question. 
I wouldn't have guessed it, myself. 

But apparently, if you ask the voices of certain folks, it's a thing. 

I'm a hateful moron. 

What did I do to get called such a name? Well, it was simple. I was scrolling facebook, wasting time as usual. I encountered a photo of two gender-fluid people. The original post was from a conservative mother about how, for many transgender people, the ultimate goal is to eliminate the borders and boundaries of gender all-together. The goal is to create a genderless society. No black and white differences. 

I should probably know better than to comment on controversial posts like that, where hatefulness is drawn like a magnet, but I couldn't help myself. I mean, I'm always seeing where liberals are shouting their views. I have a right to at least put in my opinion, too, right? It's freedom of speech, after all, right? (on a side note, I'll come back to this subject later.)

So, I said this. 

"I'm a woman. Gender is not over. I am darn proud of being a woman, and you cannot make me change that."

Simple, right? 
A few years ago, I would have been applauded for being a strong, feminist-minded young woman who has healthy self-esteem. 
In actuality, I do not claim to be a feminist. I am simply just happy to be the gender God made me. I love being a woman, and I wouldn't want to be any other way. Remind me what's wrong with gratitude, again? Oh that's right, nothing - at least, not according to God. 
So yeah, anyways. Here I am, stating how I'm happy and proud to be what I am. 
What responses do I get? I won't even say the first one, it was so very crass. In the second one, I was called a "hateful moron." Which isn't much better, but at least it didn't include an f-bomb. 

So, I'm sorry, guys. I didn't know it was a misdemeanor to be thankful with the gender you were born. I guess I need to issue an apology to the LGBTQ crowd for being so hateful that I actually profess being happy with myself and my body. Because, who on earth would actually tolerate a young woman being confident in herself? That's totally messed up, right? 

I mean, it's definitely hateful and idiotic to actually love who you are. If you're a straight, non-gender-fluid woman, anyways. If I had said I was a unicorn, maybe that would have been received with more grace. I'll have to try that next time. 

But really.



All satire and sarcasm aside here, I feel like I got sent back to the dark ages. Back to the days when women weren't allowed to own land, vote, or earn equal pay for doing the same job as men. Back in the days when you were generally looked down upon if you were a woman. 

I mean, heaven forbid that women actually be proud of their gender. 

Am I the only one who is so confused by society these days? One minute feminism is being shouted, and the next minute...well, this

I might be overdoing it here, but oh well - add it to my list of sins. Have I made my point yet? 
I see a lot of people pointing fingers at straight Christians for being hateful and intolerant of the LGBTQ crowd, but to be honest, most of the hate I've witnessed seems to come from the accusers. I feel like they are so caught up accusing that they forget they aren't perfect either. 

I know I have faults. You have faults too. I am battling sin. You're battling sin. 
But the fact is, I'm not pointing fingers. You are. When you cuss me out and call me names, you are being the hateful one. Never have I called names over sexual orientation, or sin in general. I know we are all battling something. Everyone is. 

That being said, I won't sugarcoat things. I believe firmly that God doesn't approve of the homosexual or trans lifestyle. I believe that He doesn't create mistakes or failures. He doesn't create broken things. We create the broken. We mess our lives up. There are countless ways to do it, too. But point is, I won't claim to agree with the statement that God is okay with sin. He never is. 
Sin is sin. Sin doesn't change. Absolutes don't change, either. And God's Word is an absolute. 
God's Word is my final authority. End of story.

Anyways, I'm not trying to step on toes. Well, maybe I am. Sometimes, we all need our toes stepped on, right? Truth hurts sometimes, but it doesn't change the fact that it's still the truth. Sometimes it's like a bitter medicine.  You know deep down it is good for you, it just tastes awful and is hard to swallow. 

So yeah, I'm thankful and proud to be a woman, the woman that God created me to be. I'm happy and at peace, for the most part. Hopefully, by His grace,I will be able to reflect Him in what I do and say.  

Even if I am a "hateful moron."


P.S. On a side note, I've come to learn that facebook is awful for sharing your views. It is really quite a waste of time. It's almost to the point where I want to delete mine. There's just too much hate and lack of civility. Too many negative vibes. I yearn for the days when you didn't have to think about getting called a cuss word out of nowhere for doing nothing. I know that's utopian thinking, but is it so hard to treat eachother with civility? 
"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you." 
Be kind. Be thoughtful. Be considerate.