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"God" is Worse than the F-Word?

I belong to several online groups that have asked people to not start discussions of a religious or political nature. I can see how such discussions could get out of hand and generate a lot of name-calling and bad feelings.

Last Sunday I posted on one of them: "Today, Nancy Elaine officially became a child of God. I was baptized."

For that, I was censured. Yet, in this same group I have seen numerous "naughty" words go unchallenged.

Another First

Well, I'm not sure this is a first worth celebrating, but it is the first time this has happened to me. My hair froze!

We were having a blizzard and I had to take the dog out. I guess the first bits of snow melted until the temperature of my hair dropped, then it froze. Yes, my hair turned to ice.

God's Reminders

You say God says Where
It's impossible All things are possible Luke 18:27
I'm too tired I will give you rest Matthew 11:28-30
Nobody really loves me I love you John 3:16 & John 3:34
I can't go on My grace is sufficient II Corinthians 12:9 & Psalm 91:15

Finally, a Dream Comes True

It has been a dream for a long time to square dance. A couple of months ago I did a search and found two groups in the area. Yes, square dancing in Boston! I contacted both groups, one of which is a gay square dancing group. The other group is a club that meets at MIT -- yes, the prestigious university.

Tonight was the first class at MIT. It was great fun, even though I can't say that I got everything quite right. In one hour, we covered 20 moves. Some were relatively simple, and some were pretty complicated (at least to me).

It's "so Boston"

My friend Brooke saw a picture of me and wrote to tell me that my hair looked "so Boston." I know she meant it as a compliment, but one thing I noticed early on in being here, is that the bulk of women in Boston have no sense of style whatsoever. So, with apologies to Brooke, this is almost an insult to me. It is a clear wakeup that I need to spend more time with my curling iron.

Judgment Day

After a brief discussion on Judgment Day in church this morning, I thought I would write down my understanding of what that will be like.

The scene opens with God sitting on His throne and Jesus by His side. As I approach the throne, Jesus, knowing that I have accepted His sacrifice for me, comes down and stands between God and me. When God looks up, He says, "I see no sin in this person." Jesus has blocked God's view of me so that the Lord sees only Jesus.

Okay, great, at least my acceptance of Jesus has gotten me over the first hurdle.

What a difference a few years can make

It is just about two years exactly (I think less a week) since I moved to Charlotte. I was in that apartment about 16 months. I never put up any pictures (I did put up a mirror), never hooked up my stereo. Basically I did no decorating to speak of.

A Thought on my Making

Over a year ago I was involved in a protest, which brought on further protests from some far-right religious groups. One group was on our right, speaking with a megaphone while thumping on their Bible. Another group was across the street on the left singing hymns and doing a little preaching until the police told them their loud speakers broke the city noise ordinance.

Fashion Taste

I finally got to hear it from a GG today. At church I frequently get compliments on my clothes. Today I wore a new suit and a GG woman told me that I have good fashion taste, and another agreed. I have been wanting to hear that for a long time.

The Most Difficult Question

Probably the most difficult question I ever get asked is, "What's it like being transgender?" I guess that's about like me asking, "What's it like not being transgender?" So let me try to not answer the question.

Suppose, like Kermit the Frog, you were born green ("It's Not Easy Being Green"). And suppose all your life everyone around you, especially those you look up to (like parents or teachers) tell you that how you feel, that is green, is wrong. You have to feel pink.

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