Friday, 24 June 2016

A Post-Referendum Prayer of Lament

O Boundless God,
You are found in dust and tears and wilderness!
You are found in feast and rejoicing and joy!

We sing to you a song of lament and anger,
The music of gall and spark,
Our pain at a diminished world.

Bring us into solidarity with you 
Who breaks borders
Who blesses the alien, the poor and despised.

O Divine Other, whose face is love,
Whose love challenges our fear,
Travel with us as we travel with you.

Hear our lament, our loss, our hope,
Through the crucified and risen one,
Jesus Christ. Amen.

1 comment:

  1. Hi Rachel. I just heard about you today through something a Facebook friend of mine posted, and I have to say, wow, what an inspiration you are! Our stories seem to be somewhat similar, in ways. From the time I was a little girl, I was fascinated by gay men. Obsessed with them, even. I knew I never wanted to have sex with a man as a woman, but I could easily picture myself being in a relationship with a man AS a man. In my early twenties, I started taking male hormones. Unfortunately, I had to stop doing so when I became unable to work. All my life I've struggled with severe anxiety, depression, and OCD, but now those things and some others have pretty much put me out of commission. I had to move back in with my parents, and one of their rules was that I stop taking my male hormones (but I wouldn't have been able to afford them anyway).

    When I was a little girl, I thought from time to time about being a priest. That was odd, since I wasn't even Catholic, but it was even more odd since I was a girl and knew all priests were men. When I pictured myself as a priest, it was as a man. Even so, it still took me until my twenties to find the 'transgender' label.

    I walked away from God in my late teens and didn't come back to Him until last year (I'm 26 now). In my time away, I became very liberal, thinking that both homosexuality and identifying as transgender were perfectly fine. When I came back to God, needless to say, traditional Christianity made me question that. I've remained liberal on these issues, despite prayer and research, so in my opinion, that means that God is A-OK with me *staying* liberal on them.

    And then I found you! And I thought, here's someone else that identifies as a homosexual and transgender individual. When I told people that I was transitioning to become a male, of course then they started to think if I was a lesbian. I told them, no, I still like men, which inevitably led to them asking 'Why don't you just stay a woman, then?' It was pretty hard to explain to them that I only want to be with men *as* a man, but I *do* want to be with men.

    Anyway, sorry for the ramble! I just wanted to thank you for being an inspiration. I'm glad I found out about you and your blog.