As a Christian parent living in a modern age, I will admit that one thing that realllly scares me is the possibility of one of my children coming to me one day and saying they think they were the opposite gender of what they were born to be.
The other day, my six-year-old, who loves imagining silly scenarios (“Hey Mom, what if my apple juice turned BLUE?”) said to me, with a nod at his sister, “Hey Mom, what if I turned Sophie into a BOY like ME?”
My 10-year-old daughter answered matter-of-factly, without missing a beat, “Sorry, Jonah. Can’t do it. Once you have a gender, you have a gender.”
“Out of the mouths of babes,” I said to myself. She and I have never discussed this issue. She just knows.
This is what I believe: God created us male or female. No takebacks, no switching. I truly believe that God is good, that He knows better than we do, and that any feelings I have that differ from what He has already decided or laid out for us in His word are wrong, however genuine they might be, however RIGHT they might feel to me.
