In general, I don't like Christianity. Too many bad apples in there who are hypocrites. Like the many many Catholic Priests who molest the Choir Boys that think it's okay to do so as long as they confess on Sunday. There's too many denominations too and each with their own views and perpetration of the Bible. Nor do I enjoy the mindless bigoted sheeple who believe they are pure believers and tell every person who fits the GLBT spectrum that they are going to hell, etc....
You get the idea.
However....
I met a pastor who has healed a wound in my family. My Brother-in-Law, as I have talked about before, said some very hurtful things when I began transition. We didn't talk for over a year because he felt like I had slighted him by transitioning.
My Mother-in-Law passed away a few weeks ago. For the sake of Family, my Brother-in-law and I set aside our differences to come together in support of our wives family.
After the Memorial, I thanked the pastor for his moving words. (I cried as hard as my wife and her sisters despite trying not to). He then asked my Brother-in-Law, "Who is the woman with the black hair?"
He explained to the pastor who I was, my transition, etc. The pastor told him, "Your job, is not to judge her. Yours is to simply love her."
Afterwards, my Brother-in-law told me what he had said and and that even his Dad, whom I have known for years, asked "Who is that woman with black hair ?" So I was definitely passing. He also said that I was welcome back into his life again. He invited me to go to church on Sunday with him, to see why my Mother-in-Law liked it so much.
On one hand, I was not interested. On the other, the pastors words were still ringing in my ears. So, I went. And I kind of enjoyed it. Afterwards my Brother-in-Law asked how I like it. I gave him my opinion and that I was still unsure I could go again. Having to explain,'why I look like a woman' would get awkward if people asked him. My Brother-in-Law said that, if it got me to come to church, he would use female pronouns so that we didn't have to explain.
So, what can I say? I still find the people who cast stones with a bible in one hand and a bottle of Jack Daniels in the other to be evil little turds. But I think I have found a church that I could be a part of. A small part of Christianity that seems to be untouched by the flawed hatred of closet case Ministers and bigots with crosses.
See? I'm not entirely hateful, I just simply dont like the turds in the punch bowl. Like Westboro Baptist Church.