A Little Gossip, A Little Chat, A little Idle Talk...

It's been a tough 4 or 5 years. Let's see, I told my kids I was transsexual, my church refused to renew my pastor's license, One of my children informed me in no uncertain terms that he wished I HAD killed my self about 3 or 4 years ago. And, it grieves me so but I have to admit, if only to myself (Okay, and all of you!!) that my marriage was shattered years ago, what little is left has been held together my my love, my unwillingness to give up, and a barrel of superglue.

Yes, like so many others in our community I was to the point of killing myself, just trying to determine which method to use. Poison (pain meds actually) were so easily discovered, and reversed by the doctors. Guns were far more reliable, but oh so messy - and I'd rather not add insult to injury to my family by having them clean up.

Then there was the death of my younger brother, and my "Dudley Doright" character trait kicked in, forcing me to help my mom get through it. By the time that was done, I found I'd no more taste for suicide.

The indecision was driving me loopy (or should that be loopier?).

Along the way I met some very wonderful women, some became closer to me than my own flesh and blood. One, I discovered was my long lost twin. Two little girls separated at birth by different mothers, 3 years, and a continent away. Still, she was my long lost twin. Then there's my middle sister, different as night and day, but I love her unreservedly. Then, there's the youngest. She kicked me in the butt when I needed it most, and got me moving again. And that brings me to my newest Sister, a woman who believes in me and loves me without reservation. She and her wife have shown me an opportunity I had thought I had lost forever; pastoring a church where the grace of God is preached; where everyone is welcome.

Simon and Garfunkel wrote a song "I Am a Rock." The full line is I am a rock, I am an Island...

Well, I've realized I'm not a rock, I'm not alone. As my Bible verse for the day says: ' For God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power and love, and of self control.

I realize this is a LONG way to get to a rather simple point. My transition has been begun, for real.

For those who've helped me get here, THANK YOU.

Please, keep me in prayer, I have the map drawn, and have taken the first steps, which are the hardest. Those who I've mentioned, please, keep up the good work. I'll need you now more than ever.

To the rest of my family here, please keep me in prayer, or just good thoughts if that your tradition.

In the meantime, May you all experience God's richest blessings,

Love, Hugs, and Blessings,

Linda Elizabeth "Beth"

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