For everyone who doesn’t know what I think,I think
God loves you.
God loved you when you crashed down from heaven and out your mother’s birth canal. And God loved you when your teeth were bucked or missing. And God loved you when you were misgendered as a child, or everyone’s favorite grandson-though you were a girl. And God loved you when you told your mother you hated dresses. Or when she told you to stop wearing her’s. And God loved you when protested at church, because the other gender class was building a ropes course and you had to learn about table manners.
And God loved you when you refused to wear pink or blue, and decided green and yellow were just fine.
God loves you gender queer.
God loves you butch. God loves you androgynous. God loves you femme. God loves you if you’re a they, a ze, zir, she, he, or xem. God loves you when everyone called you names because you broke their tiny gender roles. God loves you straight, or gay, or whatever you want to say.
God loves you.
God loves you when they kick you out of your church.
God loves you when your small town is too small minded.
God loves you when your family kicks you out.
God loves you when your own father says he wishes you would have been a boy.
God loves you when they applause for your first show, book, or sermon.
God loves you when you forgive folks who were ignorant and some unkind.
And God loves you when you start moving from selfishness to selflessness and you start believing in a cause.
God will love you through the joys and the pains.
God will love you when you have to put down your pet because the cancer was everywhere.
God will love you when deaths take away those you’ve loved.
God will love you when you have to replace the septic tank or the hot water heater.
God will love you when your child makes the honor role, or gets a note home about behavior.
God will love you as you binge watch your favorite show, or as you float in the ocean, or as you reach out to hold the hand of a dear friend.
And God will love you when your mid life and questioning, bouncing grand kids on one knee, and finally being able to afford the weekend adventures.
And God will love you when you tuck your parents in at night, watch the one you love go silent from Alzheimer’s, and turn to see your own life’s dusk. God will love you.