I think you are absolutely 100% correct. I appreciate you too Missy...but you know that already!
Thanks, Carp!
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"God, send me anywhere, only go with me. Lay any burden on me, only sustain me. And sever any tie in my heart except the tie that binds my heart to Yours."
--David Livingstone
"To see no being, not God’s or any, but you also go thither,
To see no possession but you may possess it—enjoying all without labor or purchase—
abstracting the feast, yet not abstracting one particle of it;…."
--Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass, Song of the Open Road
I am certainly not implying that our genes are stronger than our behavior in all cases! Of course, I may physically be attracted to a man, but that does not mean I must sleep with him.
I guess what I am asking, is what really determines gender? It is simply physical? Baby's with are a boy or girl depending on their outside parts? My point is, that often the inside endocrine system, and the outside parts, don't match. Then what? Or what if there is just one little hormone that's off?
Where do we draw the line? When do we determine that it's sin? Does a man with too little testosterone, who has a higher voice than most men, and is not as physically strong, does that make him effeminate and a rank sinner? (Notice, I am not asking does he go fool around with other men, or wear women's clothing....that stuff he can obviously control)
Let me see if I understand your point. You're saying that if babies can be born with the wrong parts outside (in the case of a deformity or birth defect, e.g., "intersexed"), that it falls to reason that the inside (the mind and bodily systems and functions) can be equally flawed from birth. Correct?
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"God, send me anywhere, only go with me. Lay any burden on me, only sustain me. And sever any tie in my heart except the tie that binds my heart to Yours."
--David Livingstone
"To see no being, not God’s or any, but you also go thither,
To see no possession but you may possess it—enjoying all without labor or purchase—
abstracting the feast, yet not abstracting one particle of it;…."
--Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass, Song of the Open Road
The wiseman said sow to the wind and reap the whirlwind somewhat 80 years after women put their pants on and bobbed their hair now you have this gender confusion. Butchy women and girly men.
Brother Epley, honestly...there is no confusion. There is sin in the church, horrible sin even where the sexes are separated and distinguished with great effort and consequence.
Funny, I was in the supermarket line yesterday and a very elderly man in coveralls sauntered up while I was looking at the Enquirer. He said, very hard of hearing and in a loud voice, "What is old HIll Billy up to now?"
I told him, "Well, it looks like old Billy has been cheating again."
He said to me way too loud, "Them two are nothing BUT cheaters, standing on a pack of lies, we have no business putting a woman in the white house anyway!!!"
I smiled in agreement, and slowly stepped away as the cashier scanned my Captain Crunch...
Three men were hiking through a forest when they came upon a very wide, raging, violent river.
Needing to get to the other side, the first man prayed: 'God, please give me the strength to cross the river.'
Poof! .... God gave him big arms and strong legs and he was able to swim across in about 2 hours, having almost drowned twice.
After witnessing that, the second man prayed: 'God, please give me strength and the tools to cross the river.'
Poof! ... God gave him a rowboat and strong arms and strong legs and he was able to row across in about an hour after almost capsizing once.
Seeing what happened to the first two men, the third man prayed: 'God, please give me the strength, the tools and the intelligence to cross the river.'
Poof! ... He was turned into a woman and holding a map. She checked the map, hiked one hundred yards up stream and walked across the bridge.
Brother Epley, honestly...there is no confusion. There is sin in the church, horrible sin even where the sexes are separated and distinguished with great effort and consequence.
Funny, I was in the supermarket line yesterday and a very elderly man in coveralls sauntered up while I was looking at the Enquirer. He said, very hard of hearing and in a loud voice, "What is old HIll Billy up to now?"
I told him, "Well, it looks like old Billy has been cheating again."
He said to me way too loud, "Them two are nothing BUT cheaters, standing on a pack of lies, we have no business putting a woman in the white house anyway!!!"
I smiled in agreement, and slowly stepped away as the cashier scanned my Captain Crunch...
Love that!
Political correctness can be so tiresome.
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"God, send me anywhere, only go with me. Lay any burden on me, only sustain me. And sever any tie in my heart except the tie that binds my heart to Yours."
--David Livingstone
"To see no being, not God’s or any, but you also go thither,
To see no possession but you may possess it—enjoying all without labor or purchase—
abstracting the feast, yet not abstracting one particle of it;…."
--Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass, Song of the Open Road
Three men were hiking through a forest when they came upon a very wide, raging, violent river.
Needing to get to the other side, the first man prayed: 'God, please give me the strength to cross the river.'
Poof! .... God gave him big arms and strong legs and he was able to swim across in about 2 hours, having almost drowned twice.
After witnessing that, the second man prayed: 'God, please give me strength and the tools to cross the river.'
Poof! ... God gave him a rowboat and strong arms and strong legs and he was able to row across in about an hour after almost capsizing once.
Seeing what happened to the first two men, the third man prayed: 'God, please give me the strength, the tools and the intelligence to cross the river.'
Poof! ... He was turned into a woman and holding a map. She checked the map, hiked one hundred yards up stream and walked across the bridge.
Who built the bridge? A bunch of women in pants?
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