Tuesday, December 10, 2013

A voice Crying In The Wilderness


Email:          BobbieLang@reagan.com
 

A Voice Crying In The Wilderness

 
When I first started blogging I had such high hopes of being a voice and giving a voice to what I thought were perhaps thousands, maybe even ten thousands, of transgendered Christians who were rejected by the church and left behind.  However, I guess I didn’t even know what the definition or the term “transgender” has become. 
Those who have read my earlier post know that I went through my gender transition in the early 1980’s.  At that time, we considered ourselves “transsexuals” and the word transgender was a term we had never heard.  We were all very simple, very normal people struggling to understand our gender confusion and to solve our own riddles that rattled around in our brain.  It was our eternal struggle to conform to conventional gender roles and societal standards while occupying a very nonconforming body.  None of us wanted to be “outed” or even to flaunt ourselves, however, because of physical and voice restraints it was very difficult for some not to be noticed.  We all did the very best we could without calling attention to ourselves. 
I am not here to say that there were not any sexually out of control transsexuals.  However, the majority of us were good “normal” folks with confusion about our gender, if you can call that normal.  We had all suffered through a lifetime of bewilderment and wondering “what the heck” was going on with our bodies and our emotions.  I, personally, knew of no one who thought they had a choice to be transsexual or not to be transsexual.  Every one of us just wanted to get some relief for our confusion and gender reassignment seemed to be our only option.  I always had such compassion for these brothers and sisters who just wanted to look and feel natural.  However, after I had my gender reassignment I faded into the normalcy of being just an average run of the mill woman and lost all contact with the nomenclature and terminology of the transsexual community. 
When I first started blogging I was still under the assumption that this is the way things still were.  I thought the term “transsexual” had simply changed to the term “transgender”.   However, after doing some web surfing and reading some on line forums, I am ashamed of what has happened to some people who call themselves “transgender”.    I am shocked at the extent and sexual deviancy and the lewd and lascivious cartoons that exists today of some of the more flamboyant people in this group.  As transsexuals we just wanted to disappear and blend into the world around us.  Now, it seems like some in this new community wants to flaunt their sexuality in the face of all society.  
I know I am in danger of alienating and angering many individuals in this new transgender community.  I do not identify with them, however, I do care for them.  Neither, thankfully, do they identify with me.  My blog is for the transsexual Christians who are pressing on to meet that higher calling and searching for God’s plan for their life.   My voice is for those who have been rejected by the church for doing nothing more than attempting to end their gender confusion and seeking relief for their misery.  
Is my voice a voice that is crying in the wilderness?  Are there any more “transsexuals out there like I knew and felt such compassion for in the 1980’s?  I know there are.  As I was praying and asking God for guidance I felt like I was the only one left and my life was even in danger from what a segment of this transgender community has become.  However, God in His glory led me to 1 Kings 19: 8-19.  Elijah believed that the children of Israel had forsaken God’s covenant and he was the only godly person left.  After fleeing to Horeb and hiding in a cave, God showed him there were seven thousand left in Israel that had not bowed down to Baal. 
I know that there are thousands in the LGBT community that have not bowed down to Baal.   I know that there are thousand that are struggling to bridge the gap between gender confusion and God’s plan for their lives.  Sadly, these are not the individuals that grace our televisions screens or our web pages or are attacked from church pulpits.  There are multitudes of us across America and even around the world, who live a Godly but imperceptible life.  In our endeavor to be undetectable we suppress knowledge and education about who we really are.  I, myself, deserted the call on my life to build a bridge and to educate the church leadership that was placed in my life along my walk.  Recently the Lord rekindled that spark of ministry and has now build a fire in my bones to finish the ministry He called me to decades before.
If you are transsexual, transgender are just a Christian who believes as I do that the only way to the Father is through the Son,  please respond with a “like” or even a comment.   Let me know you are out there.  Keep me in your prayers for strength, guidance and perseverance.  I know the enemy does not like me writing these blogs and I continuously feel his attacks.  I need your encouragement.

Bobbie Lang   (12/9/2013)
 

 

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For more information about Bobbie Lang you can get my autobiography “Transgendered Christians In Chains” on Amazon.com.  It is my heart and soul for my writings to help mend painful lives and heal painful experiences by sharing the story of my victories and the lessons learned from defeat.   It was never or will ever be my intention to push my autobiography for the purpose of monetary gain. 

1 comment:

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    Bobbi...I love God with all my heart, such as it is...I love the Father who sent Jesus...I love Jesus, the Face of the Father come to us because of His love for the Father and for us...and I dearly DEARLY love Holy Spirit (Mama to me) who has preserved my life, stayed my hand, and caused me to sing.

    I am not sure what to say about others...but I will continue to try to do justice, love mercy, and walk humbly.

    your sister in Jesus forever and ever,
    Charissa

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