Its funny, since I was brought up in such a old fashioned environment it was impossible not to believe in God.
Sadly with all the hate I knew I would get because I was "different", I would resent that fact.
Now since coming to terms with the whole trans thing, I really believe he would have no problem with me.
I even believe he may have helped me, when I was young I would pray every night when I go to bed to be changed into a woman, or have long hair, back then I hardly knew the difference between man or woman.
I still pray now, more so of thanks for my day or my fortunes, or to ask for strength when I know I will need his help.
I do believe he listened, he couldn't just turn me into a women, but he helped the best he could, this year I have lived abroad on my own and my two brothers had visited, one a year younger than me and the other 3 years younger than me, both have thick full beards, they are taller, stronger bigger hands and feet, I was blessed.
I hardly have a beard, my hips are decent wide, I have a waist.
Ther may be biological luck involved, I don't know, but maybe too he tweaked what he could. I see some trans people can often, after years of praying to be a woman or man withought anything, give up believing.
I believe he works in mysterious ways, I am sure I have seen his signs.
Maybe it was just my old fashioned upbringing and alot of luck, I don't think so though