Gay & Lesbian Organization | Leastofhischildren

 I am Some one most fundamentalist Christians hate. I am a born again intersex lesbian. That is right. I am a intersex  and I consider myself to be  a lesbian for now and a Christian. My DNA is XX but I have Progestin Induced Virilization and my baby pictures, well lets just say i don't look completely female.  I call myself the least of His children because my christian walk was not always the best one.  How I became a Christian starts out really sad but ends up happy.My family was not really bad they just had too much pride and fell on hard times. They refused to get help, so I had  no choice but to say to the authorities, hey we are starving here literally.  And we were going  hungry. It was so  bad that I found myself wanting to hide a sandwich from my sisters. That is made me feel so guilty that I asked for help. So we were taken away.   I was 16 and put into a group home because I did not like the foster home I was put in. I have this aversion to men trying to be with me.  My foster father tried something and I complained but of course back then no one believed the foster children so I was put in a group home. 

The group home turned out to be run by a church. It was a independent one but it's beliefs were closer to the Baptists then anything else. How I fought that church. I was angry at God for putting me in a group home and not helping my mom and dad.  I would sit there and glare at the pastor even going as far as to sticking my fingers in my ears but the harder I tried to shut it out the louder it seemed to get. Finally I decided to talk to one of the people who were employed there that was a Christian. I peppered him with all kinds of question and fully expected him to not be able to answer me just like my pastor at our Lutheran church that my family used to go to  did.  However he did answer them all and I was shocked. So that night I said God If you are real and up there please forgive me of all my sins and please come live in my heart. I instantly felt as though someone had lifted a huge rock off of me. The next morning I went out to tell them and I said guess what and he I already know you accepted Christ. I was like how did you know? He said I can see it on your face. 

Now I wish I could say I lived happily ever after but it is never that easy. I did go to bible college but heard that my mother was sick with cancer so I left it to go to her. I found out that not only was she dying but my sisters had been stuck at a foster home that was abusive as well.  So I called social services and talked them into letting my sisters come visit us since she was dying. Once they got here I called them and flat out said no they are not coming back they were abused by the foster parents. Of course they did not really care so they did not fight it. 

That started one of the longest and saddest times of my life. After my mother passed away I tried so hard to be the woman she wanted me to be but I got involved in drugs and alcohol.  I tried being married and as much as I would like to say that they were good husbands I can't.  It did not help that I never found men very attractive and I was not truly in love with them. I went to treatment after treatment to try to get sober.

Finally on the bus to the last treatment center a person came up to me and said God is taking you to places you would never expect Him to. I found that comment funny but when i asked what they meant they vanished.

Finally a counselor who was a tad on the sadistic side sent me to a Pentecostal half way house and told them that I was going to go to a lesbian AA group meeting. Well that forced me to choose basically between God and being a lesbian. I had confessed to her that I was a lesbian but felt I was going to hell if I was one.

Long story short I ended up leaving the group home and ending up in a different one that was not religious but i found out about a church called MCC that welcomed gays and lesbians so I went to it. There I found out that God did love me for me. I did not have to change to please Him. I could be just the person I was always was.  I met my first wife at the lesbian AA and we lived a long mostly happy life. We had problems but who doesn't. But I loved her like I never loved anyone else.  Many times my poor wife would come home when i had been praying hard about something and would stomp into my room and say have you been praying again? I would say yes and she would tell me a story about how some woman told her to tell me something then vanished on her. 

In other posts I will talk about all the different miracles God performed for me and my family. But to make a long story short she passed away of cancer. I did have another wife but she left me for another. I can't say I was always the perfect Christian by any means. But now  I am elderly now and I remain celibate for now because I feel that it is the only way to  be a bridge between  Christians who think we are unsaved and worldly and other gays,lesbians,bisexuals and transgenders.  Though really being the way I am is being half male and half female really gay or straight if i am with anyone?

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