Trans Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs

                             
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                                  Trans Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs

     When I started my gender transitioning from male to female I knew that there would be many missteps and mistakes made along this perilous trail.  I had spent and exorbitant amount of time observing the traits, methods, mannerisms and persona of the typical woman in various environments ie, malls (while shopping), restaurants, sporting events and the workplace.  I knew if I wanted to be viewed and “pass” as a woman that there would be a number of things I would have to assimilate.  As a man, though small and skinny, I was very masculine in demeanor and I knew this new image would be most difficult to acquire.

     Physical appearance was not the only obstacle, thanks to my already slim feminine features I could pass quite well with a little help from Covergirl and a cute shag hair style.  The things that seemed hardest for me to master were the mannerisms and the feminine decorum that the proper and genteel lady should exhibit.

    I learned my lessons well and shortly I felt I could walk, sit, stand, move and present myself in a dainty and genteel demeanor.  However, Robert Burns once said the best laid schemes of mice and men (and genteel ladies) often go awry and so it happened to me in a very embarrassing but humorous way.

     One of the first things I did in my new gender was to find a new church to attend and a new congregation of saints to fit into as a “new” woman.  I had not attended the church very long and was eager to fit into every group or outreach program the church offered.  One Sunday morning the pastor announced that a family in the area had a pool table that they would donate to the church fellowship hall, however, the church would have to pick it up and deliver it.  As the pastor was asking for volunteers to go dismantle and pick up this massive slate table my desire to “fit in” overwhelmed my desire to be genteel and lady like.  Before I could stop myself I was raising my right hand high so that all in the church could see that I was a good Christian and that I fitted right into this congregation.  It had never crossed my mind that “proper” women didn’t volunteer to move pool tables.  It did not ease my embarrassment any when the only men to accept this challenge were seven very small guys. 

      The confused looks from the other women and the whimsical looks on the men’s faces instantly told me I had really stepped in it now.  I was wearing a crème chiffon dress and spike heels, however, I would not let this get in the way in what I had pledged to do.

     Even as a man I am sure I would have drawn some puzzled looks from many.  I have always been very skinny and what many might even say frail.  Being skinny had it advantages and draw backs.  I could always walk on the grass without bending it and in a rainstorm I could almost always walk between the rain drops.  However, on the other hand I had to run around in the shower to get wet.  Such was life for me as a male but now as a woman I was no longer skinny, I was petite. 

     What was I to do?  What could I do?  The situation only became worse when after church the seven little men who had volunteered decided to go do it “right then” because that was the only time a truck would be available.  I suppose I could have feigned out an excuse but I have always done what I said I would do and this time was not going to be any different.  

     So hi ho, hi ho off to work I went, this pretty little brunette, off with the seven dwarfs to move this pool table.  When we arrived at the home of the donor I could read the expression on his face.  "Well this must be the advance party to show gratitude but when is the work party going to show up?"  As the men removed their sports coats and stripped down to their undershirts I think he finally realized that we were it.  He made some nonsensical comment that I must be the supervisor.

     Imagine his surprise when I jumped right in there and took charge.  The seven dwarfs had no tools and had no clue as to how to dismantle the table so I ran out to my Ford Ranger pickup and retrieved a small tool box.  I found the necessary ratchet and sockets, kicked off my “heels” and slid down on my back under the table and commenced to remove the table legs as the seven dwarfs looked on with mystified and horrid stares.

     Finally after the table was dismantled and slid into the back of the truck the job was completed and whisked away back to the church by the seven dwarfs.  I was invited by the donor and his wife to stay behind and share in some sweet tea and a delicious apple pie. 

     I will always remember this day how Snow White got a real life lesson how there are differences between a man and a woman and there are certainly things that women should not do while wearing a dress.

Bobbie Lang 4/5/2014

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Stinking Thinking and Focus on the Family

 

 

 

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      Stinking Thinking and Focus on the Family (part 2)

 

 



 

When I first seen this on facebook I couldn’t help believe that it was exactly the way I feel and the way I espoused in part one of this two part blog.  Across the country I have seen countless bumper stickers that read “Hate is not a Family Focus” or “Hate is not a Family value”.  They were eluting to the Focus on the Family stand against homosexuality.  When I saw those stickers all I could think up was how wrong both parties on each side of the issues were.

 On one side there is Focus on the Family.  I feel that they are a very good and wholesome organization dedicated to bringing the Christian family structure into focus by using the principles taught to us in God’s word.  I think every one of us across America and around the world will agree that is a noble and much needed endeavor.  They have decades of meaningful history and a highly successful track record of mending the fractures in broken and dysfunctional families.  I am not here to promote Focus on the Family; however, I will trumpet their good intentions from the mountaintop. 

 Unfortunately, like so many good things, there is a worm in the apple.  Focus on the Family still embrace the misinformed belief that homosexuality and gender dysphoria is a choice and, therefore, a sin.  With that mistaken belief as their premise than you cannot blame them for their assumption that a person can “pray away” their sin and walk away from it as easily as someone may walk away from fornication, adultery, or any other hosts of “sins”.  They will also admit that if homosexuality is not a choice than a good and loving God can heal the dysphoria, however, they leave no room for what a person should do with their life if God in His wisdom chooses not to heal them.  If left unhealed, life still goes on.

Either, or, Focus on the Family’s strong stand on the homosexual lifestyle is not hate but misguided love.  If it were hate, than they would be perfectly content to watch these sinful people be consumed by the fires of hell as we know that is where all sinful people are destined.  However, it is in their love that they reach out to what they believe to be sin and try to win them into the Kingdom of Heaven.   

 On, the other hand, are the people who think that “disagreement” or “intolerance” is fear and hate.  I’m sure most of us as parents have days when we cannot tolerate our children, however, none of us would ever say they hated them at that moment.  We have all heard the quote, “If they loved you they will accept you”.  Sometimes it is because they “do” love you that they can’t accept you.  How can anyone say they love their children and idly standby and watch them go down a road that may lead to destruction? 

 In my own life, my parents expressed to me flat out that they did not “agree” with the choices I had made for my life and tried their best to convince me to change my mind and conduct myself in a more traditional lifestyle.  It was their love for me that motivated them to do everything in their power to try and turn me from a journey that they thought would lead me heartache, loneliness and the breaking up of my marriage and the loss of my friends.  I love them for trying because I know they only wanted to protect me.  Sometimes I wished I had listened more.

 So why is it that when we see Focus on the Family do the very same thing we judge them and accuse them of hate speech and intolerance?  As, for me, I love Focus on the Family and I will support them and their message and will do everything in my power to proclaim their message that God can mend broken families.  I will also do everything in my power to educate them that homosexuality is not a choice and endeavor to transform their stand on this issue.

 Bobbie Lang 1/19/2014

 
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Stinking Thinking and the Church

 

 

 

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  A few months ago a very dear friend wrote me a letter that deeply touched my heart.  It saddened me to know that there are so many people across this great land that we call a Christian nation who may have the same belief system.  I will repost the letter and my response here.

Dear Bobbie

This is where I'm coming from, Bobbie. I am a spiritual person...not a religious one. There is a very clear difference. I don't really give two hoots about religion, which at its core, is a man-(male)made contrivance. I believe this is why all religion(s) has ever done is create conflict, cause pain, war and give some the idea that their way is the only way, so its okay to persecute and torture those that believe differently.

 

And my response:

 

Dear xxxxxxxxx

I agree that religion has caused so much trouble in the world. Religious heretics have brought so much destruction to the world in the name of religion.  Roman chapter 1: 21-23 tells us “because, although they knew God, they did not glorify Him as God, nor were thankful, but became futile in their thoughts and their foolish thoughts were darkened.  Professing to be wise, they became fools, and changed the glory of the incorruptible God into an image made like corruptible man……”  I know that Paul is talking here about idol worship but I believe it applies also to the religious persecution throughout history. 

I have a favorite expression that I use often. "Religion is man's search for a god and Christianity is God's search for man". Think about those words. Man from the beginning of creation has dreamed of, invented, and portrayed all kinds of concepts what they perceive a god is to be or what they think a god should be like. Here in the 21st century it is no different, perhaps even worse than ever before. Mankind worships money, music, success, technology, the list could go on and on.

However, God in his wisdom and glory knew that this senseless search was leading mankind into destruction. Perhaps this maybe is where we may disagree. I believe that there is only one God and the only way to that God is through His Son. God sent his Son to pay the price for all mankind and only through Him can we find the Father.

I do, however, believe that even the mainstream so called Christian churches are preaching and teaching not from God's word but from centuries of tradition and false beliefs. I find it interesting that most people who are brought up under denominational doctrines continue to remain in that doctrine and church denomination even after they begin to intently study scripture. Why? Because it is so hard to break a lifetime of wrong thinking and indoctrination.  As a child I was raised to believe certain things about God, and now even after I have intently studied God's word and learned differently, I find it very hard to rid myself of that stinking thinking that I was trained in as a youth.

Many churches as a group are full of stinking thinking people who march blindly behind some charismatic leader who perpetuates that stinking thinking. They love to look down their noses at people who do not have the same stinking thinking and look at these people as a group and lump them into a group that are all lost sinners.

Now here lies the problem that we have to guard ourselves against. We cannot look at everyone in the church as part of a group and call the church a bunch of hypocrites. There are many in the church that search God through His word and down on their knees and do not fall in to a group following some archaic misinformed doctrine.  If we do that we are doing exactly what they are doing to everyone else.

This church “group” loves to place everyone in the LGBT community into a group.  They are neglecting many of the individuals, each of us with our own walk with God. Some of us are lost sinners and some of us are not. Therefore, the church cannot be viewed as a group of hypocrites but as individuals each with their own walk with God. Some (maybe even most) are blindly following their leader without any ideal what the Word of God is saying about the way the church should conduct themselves. Others, as I struggle to be, are listening to the Father and strive to learn God's plan for all mankind. Anyway, thanks for your concerns and once again I know I have a true friend in you.  Bobbie.

 This is part one of a two part blog.

Bobbie Lang  1/14/14

 

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2013 A Year of Defeat or Victory?

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                                     2013 A Year of Defeat or Victory?
       

     As 2012 ended I was looking forward to another new year much like I had experienced many times in my life.  However, I would soon come to realize that this year would be nothing like I had ever faced before.   As the New Year began I was deeply involved in the authorship of my autobiography “Transgender Christians in Chains” and already I had dug up some repressed memories of my adolescent years.  For the most part they were mildly painful but I had not yet written about the struggles and confusions of my adult life.  At the time I had no idea the tremendous pain that dredging up these memories would cause.  For over twenty years I had successfully buried and forgotten the immense pain caused by the rejection of both friends and the church.  However, here I was intentionally trying to remember them and to write about them.

      As the year drug on and as the repressed memories came flooding back I began to plummet into a depression like I had never experienced before.  It left me totally incapacitated and at many times suicidal.  As my negative attitude and temper tantrums exploded, I withdrew from family, friends and coworkers.  Had it not been for the loyalty of my friends and family and of course my church, Satan would have surely completed the destruction he had planned for me decades before.  The faithful prayers and encouragement from the editor of my book was especially grateful and gave me the hope to make another day.  Thank you Chris, I love you.

      God is always faithful and as He often does God had to take me through the wilderness in order to show me the mountaintop. By reliving all the struggles, confusions and rejections that I encountered before and during my transition, God awakened a dormant call on my life from years before.  In 1968 I was called to full time Christian service and in 1984 I knew that my calling was to help and support the transgender community.  I had seen so many transsexuals rejected by the church and forced to make the choice between church acceptance and what seemed to be the only solution to their emotional and physical confusion.  Had it not been for my deep rooted spiritual and scriptural foundation, I too, would have walked away from God.  I knew I was called to be their voice and to encourage and share with them the loving God that sent His Son to die for even them.   However, I walked away from my calling and vanished into the normalcy of social culture.    

      By the time of the release of my autobiography in November God had planted my feet on firmer ground and daily I was growing in faith and strength.  I had renewed compassion for the transgender and the LGBT community and I had a new focus on what God wanted me to do. My bones began to burn with a passionate fire to illustrate to the church that not everyone in the LGBT community has bowed down to Baal and there are those who still look toward Jesus for their redemption and their salvation.  Now, as 2013 comes to an end, I receive daily guidance, wisdom and strength from the Father and with a yielding heart I can look forward to a blessed and fruitful 2014. 

       Now back to the title of this blog.  Has 2013 been a year of defeat AND victory?  I think not!  I have learned that even in the valley of depression God can turn what Satan meant for bad as a tool to teach and prepare a person for a much greater good that comes only by waiting and trusting in Him.

 So about 2013?      A Year of Victory!  

 And what about 2014?         A Year that God will use me to do HIS will?

  Bobbie Lang

  Dec. 31, 2014       

 

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A Christmas Miracle

                     

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                            A Christmas Miracle   

 

     Has anyone ever wondered why God takes so long to deliver us from the situation we are in and brings to past the deliverance He has promised us?  King David waited upon God and travailed. “I am weary with my crying; my throat is parched; my eyes fail while I wait for my God” (Psalms 69:3).  The Apostle Paul waited in a Caesarean prison for over two years before even being sent to Rome to stand trial.  Surely he must have wondered why a good and loving God would keep him in bondage and away from the ministry he was called to.  However, God has a plan and he always rewards faithfulness and obedience. 

       After I had my gender reassignment in 1984, my ten year old daughter chose to live with me despite the fact she had a good and loving mother.  Despite the problems this would ultimately cause her she was always very understanding and accepting.  There were many times in my life when she was my only friend and support after all my friends and church deserted me.  However, in 2010, after her divorce and remarriage, she too, separated herself from me.  I was never given a reason why, I always thought it was because she was trying to protect her own children from the confusions and sacrifices she had grown up with.  Her separation really devastated me and what seemed like a mountain of despair fell upon my life and I fell into a deep depression.  Especially hard was the loss of my grandchildren who no longer had anyone to take them to church and to teach them about Jesus and his love.  I wondered why God would allow such a thing to happen, surely, He wanted me to tell the children about His Son.  For years I pleated with God to open the doors of restoration with my family, however, communication between my daughter and I was limited to an occasional text message.  I, like, King David travailed. “I am weary with my crying; my throat is parched; my eyes fail while I wait for my God”.  I was advised by many people to just close the door on my family and walk away and forget this portion of my life.  Quite frankly, I was beginning to think maybe this is what I should do; however, deep inside I knew that I could never do that.  I knew my Lord never gave up on me and I was not going to give up on my daughter.

       Christmas had lost all meaning for me and I found myself very unhappy and discouraged every year when December rolled around and I always eagerly awaited January.  This year was no different and by Sunday of last week I was thinking that my grandchildren probably had forgotten who I was.  Then on Tuesday morning, I received a text from my daughter saying she would be by the next morning for a three or four day visit.  Suddenly, the Christmas despair that had weighed me down the previous four years changed and reemerged as an exhilarating Christmas joy.  All the built up despair and hopelessness that had consumed my life the last four years seemed like a distant memory and instantly I felt the desire to put up a Christmas tree, hang the lights and tinsel, decorate the house and yard and to make this empty dwelling into a home.  However, that could wait.  I could enjoy doing these things with the ones I loved the most, my grandchildren after they arrived.  Less then twenty four hours had elapsed since my feelings of hopeless and despair; now my family was here and the Christmas Miracle was complete and I had awaken from my long nightmare.  It is amazing to behold how quickly God can work.

      I could go on and on about the bliss I enjoyed with my family being together again but I think you get the message.  I would rather tell you what I have learned.  The pastor of my church has long taught us not to give up on the threshold of our miracle.  I had prayed so long for God to restore my family and at many times I have felt on the verge of giving up.  However, through it all I tried to remain obedient and trust in God, though, at times it seemed I could not go another step.  On many occasions Satan tempted me with suicide, however, God always gave me the courage to go just one more day.  Through it all I learned that although my intense desire was to restore my family, the praise to my Lord was not dependent upon Him answering my prayers and giving me the needs of my heart.  Because of this I am now stronger in my faith, and I am made ready to do whatever or go wherever God in His wisdom may wish to send me.  Because of this experience I can trust in His Lordship and know that through Him there is no limit to what He can do through me.  Because of this long and very lonely road, God has been with me, and during the long cold nights He has revealed to me areas of my life that I have not fully surrendered to Him.  He continues to mold me and model me into the person He can use and His daily presence gives me courage to face whatever lies in store for me.  Once again God has demonstrated the certainty of His message, “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose” (Romans 8:28).

 Now I ask, was the Christmas Miracle the restoration of my family or was it the completion and graduation of another grade level in the Lords School of Faith?  I think both!

 

Bobbie Lang
12/23/2013
 

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Meet the Blogger (A Mini Biography)

                                                                     

 


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 Meet The Blogger (A Mini Biography)


For the readers who do not know my background I offer the following condensed biography to introduce myself to everyone.

I am what I guess some people would call a trans woman but I do not consider myself transgendered. True, I had gender reassignment surgery in 1984 (male to female) but I just consider it corrective surgery to realign my physical anatomy with my mental and emotional physiology.  The word "transgender has become an umbrella word for every type of gender dysphoria and , yes, sometimes perversion on the planet.  I am not speaking down on anyone, however, I am just a very simple woman, not unlike your mother, your sister, or your wife or any other main stream American woman.  I am not "out there" and I deeply resent anyone putting tags on me or linking me with a group.  I am an individual who is grateful for the grace of an almighty and a all loving Creator and it is my desire to serve Him with every fiber in my body.

 

Growing up in the 1950’s and ‘60’s was very confusing as I was raised in a very conservative Pentecostal church and at a time when little was known about gender dysphoria. To farther complicate things I was never gay and in this era of non information I felt very alone and very confused. There was absolutely no one to talk to, not even psychological therapist and the only thing I knew to do was to endeavor to find my manhood in whatever traditionally masculine pursuits I could think of. I became an Eagle Scout and later volunteered for and served in Viet Nam to search for that peace and comfort that seemed to always elude me. I kept telling myself that if I became a successful enough man than the peace from gender confusion would follow. However, as more outward affirmations and successes of masculine appearances were fulfilled the more confused I became. How could I feel like a woman when I was clearly validated as a man? I was extremely suicidal during many times of my life as there just never seemed to be any hope for the confusion that seemed to consume my life.

 

I was trained in the Word of God at a very early age and learned the traditional church teachings that were taught in the ‘50’s and ‘60’s. However, it was not until I began to really study the Word without any agenda to prove or disprove the church doctrines that I received that I learned who God really was and why He gave His son to die on the cross for everyone. It was His Word that set me free, not the well intended but misguided doctrinal teachings I had been taught in my youth.

 

As a young man in Theology School I was called into fulltime Christian Ministry, however, I knew it was not in the traditional sense to be a pastor of some church or a missionary to some distant land. During my transitional period from male to female I met many transsexuals who were as gender confused as me but chose to walk away from God to seek the only solution possible for their situation. I was compelled to offer any vision and love of an omnipotent and omnipresent God that I could, to show them that they could find peace and love through Him. I felt a strong compassion for everyone, however, I did not realize at the time that God was using me

 

After my gender reassignment in 1984, I just wanted to fade away into the normalcy of just being a woman and I lost all contact with the transgender community. However, it was in the writing of my autobiography that I once again found the call of God on my life to be an educator to church leadership and perhaps a roof that the outcast and the alone can gather under.

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A voice Crying In The Wilderness

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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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