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La verdad sobre el transgénero Parte 2
Por Lisa*
En el libro Cuando Harry vino a ser Sally (When Harry Became Sally), Ryan Anderson explica que cuando los investigadores siguieron a personas que se sometieron a una cirugía de reasignación de sexo durante 30 años en Suecia (una cultura que apoya fuertemente a las personas transgénero), encontraron que aquellos que habían tenido la cirugía todavía luchaban con graves disturbios mentales. La tasa de suicidio de aquellos que se sometieron a cirugía aumentó a 20 veces la de sus pares comparables. Concluyó que la transición al género opuesto no produce la felicidad que la gente busca. Tal vez esto se deba a que sus problemas son mucho más profundos.
Más de 100 estudios de seguimiento de transexuales postoperatorios fueron realizados por la Universidad de Birmingham. Se llegó a la conclusión de que ninguno de esos estudios aportaba pruebas de que la reasignación de género fuera beneficiosa. La administración Obama llegó a la misma conclusión en 2016. Un estudio de los Centros Obama para Medicare y Medicaid señaló una probabilidad 19 veces mayor de muerte por suicidio en individuos que se sometieron a una cirugía de reasignación de sexo. Los Centros de Servicios de Medicare y Medicaid concluyeron que, sobre la base de una revisión exhaustiva de los estudios clínicos, no había suficiente evidencia para demostrar que la cirugía de reasignación de sexo beneficiaba a sus pacientes en absoluto. Esta es la razón por la que el seguro no lo ha cubierto . . . hasta ahora.
Consecuencias de las reasignaciones de sexo
Decirle a una persona confundida de género que debe hacer la transición es como decirle a un bulímico, “Sí, sé que sólo tienes 80 libras y desperdicias, pero como todavía piensas que estás gorda, supongo que dejarte operar con “bypass” gástrico no podría afectar si te ayudará a sentirte más delgada”.
Jamie Shupe, la primera persona en obtener una clasificación sexual “no binaria” en Estados Unidos, tiene mucho que decir sobre los males de la medicina transgénero. Después de participar en ella durante seis años, dice que lo dejó con una “psique eternamente cicatrizada” y una serie de problemas de salud. Convencido de que fue una mujer durante una crisis de salud mental en 2013, el terapeuta de Jamie le recomendó comenzar con los bloqueadores de estrógeno y testosterona. Jamie dice: “Creía que usar una peluca larga, vestidos, tacones y maquillaje me convertiría en una mujer. Lo mejor que podría haber pasado habría sido que alguien ordenara terapia intensiva que me hubiera protegido de mi inclinación a la vestimenta cruzada. En cambio, los inconscientes de la comunidad médica dijeron: ‘Tu identidad de género es femenina'”.
Cuando Jamie comenzó el proceso de transición, los médicos y terapeutas le dijeron que pronto experimentaría un impulso positivo en la salud mental. “Fue justo lo contrario”, dice. “Desestabilizaba mi salud mental porque vivía en una falsa realidad. Estaba luchando contra mi cuerpo . . . Entiendo perfectamente por qué esto mata a la gente y por qué hay una tasa de suicidio tan alta . . . Es el programa en sí lo que nos está matando”.
Jamie más tarde salió de la transición y actualmente habla en contra de la medicina transgénero. Ahora admite: “Toda mi confusión sexual estaba en mi cabeza. Deberían haberme tratado. En cambio, en cada paso, los médicos, jueces y grupos de defensa consentirían mi ficción …”
Cuando Jamie comenzó el proceso de transición, los médicos y terapeutas le dijeron que pronto experimentaría un impulso positivo en la salud mental. “Fue justo lo contrario”, dice. “Desestabilizaba mi salud mental porque vivía en una falsa realidad. Estaba luchando contra mi cuerpo . . . Entiendo perfectamente por qué esto mata a la gente y por qué hay una tasa de suicidio tan alta . . . Es el programa en sí lo que nos está matando”.
Jamie Shupe
Al igual que los llamados expertos cambiaron el lenguaje en torno a la adicción a absolver a las personas de responsabilidad personal, ahora se está haciendo lo mismo en el ámbito transgénero. Así como ya no es políticamente correcto decir que un drogadicto toma una decisión tomando drogas (en su lugar tienen una enfermedad), ya no podemos llamar a los hombres que se visten como mujeres “travestis” porque implica que tienen una opción en cuanto a si se visten o no. Las nuevas demandas de vocabulario las referimos como transgénero en su lugar. Porque si alguien es “transgénero”, no es su culpa si usa vestimenta del otro sexo. Después de todo, nacieron dentro del cuerpo equivocado.
El campo de la medicina transgénero estará expuesto en las próximas décadas. Los mejores profesionales médicos creen que algún día miraremos hacia atrás y diremos: “¿Recuerdas que cuando en lugar de tratar la causa raíz de una enfermedad mental, alentamos a la persona a profundizar en su delirio?” Con el tiempo, echaremos un vistazo a los tratamientos hormonales y a la cirugía de reasignación de sexo de la misma manera que lo hacemos con las lobotomías de antaño.
Promoción de los estereotipos de género
Pero hasta ese día tenemos una ola de hombres que buscan convertirse en mujeres y viceversa a pesar de que no hay manera posible de que un hombre sepa lo que es ser una mujer. Esta es la razón por la que iconos feministas como Germaine Greer finalmente se pronuncian en contra de la ideología transgénero. El transgénero refuerza todo contra lo que han pasado toda su vida luchando. Promueve viejos estereotipos de género anticuados (ser mujer significa ponerse una falda y tacones). Un grupo de feministas radicales recientemente tuvo sus cuentas de Twitter suspendidas por promover la “transfobia” porque estaban tuiteando cosas como “Un hombre no puede ser una mujer”. Este tipo de charla se considera ahora un discurso de odio en nuestro país.
Veremos cada vez más de esta censura en los próximos años (por ejemplo, la jugadora de fútbol Jaelene Hinkle, a quien no se le permitió jugar en el equipo estadounidense en la Copa del Mundo simplemente porque se negó a usar una camiseta de orgullo LGBTQ).
Nuestra sociedad no tiene un problema con un hombre cuyo temperamento es más “femenino”. Ser sensible, intuitivo, amistoso, cariñoso, artístico y gentil a pesar de que usted es biológicamente masculino se consideran buenas cualidades para la mayoría de las mujeres. A mí, me han acusado de tener muchas cualidades “masculinas” a lo largo de mi vida. Soy directa, no tengo miedo de la confrontación. Prefiero ver fútbol que asistir a una fiesta de bebé cualquier día. Me especialicé en justicia penal. Trabajé con pandillas en Chicago. Nada de mis intereses personales o experiencias de vida se considera clásicamente “femenino”. Pero el hecho de que una persona tenga cualidades observadas tradicionalmente en el género opuesto no significa que deban convertirse en ese género.
Ninguna mujer empoderada aceptaría la ideología transgénero de ninguna forma. Es un insulto a las mujeres de todo el mundo sugerir que debido a que alguien se pone una falda y cuñas, automáticamente lo convierte en una mujer. Las mujeres no somos nuestra ropa o zapatos. No somos nuestro cabello o maquillaje. Cualquier mujer de verdad lo sabe. La belleza externa no tiene nada que ver con ser mujer. Para mi hermano pensar que ponerse un vestido, peluca y maquillaje de alguna manera lo hace igual que yo es quizás el mayor insulto de todos los tiempos. Ha pasado 36 años de su vida como hombre. No sabe nada de lo que es ser una mujer americana en el siglo XXI. Y nunca lo hará.
Un grupo de feministas radicales recientemente tuvo sus cuentas de Twitter suspendidas por promover la “transfobia” porque estaban tuiteando cosas como “Un hombre no puede ser una mujer”. Este tipo de charla se considera ahora un discurso de odio en nuestro país.
Como mencioné antes, los terapeutas históricamente veían el travestismo como una compulsión para aliviar la ansiedad, que es bastante fácil de entender. La gente hace todo tipo de cosas para aliviar la ansiedad. Beben. Comen demasiado azúcar. Desperdician dinero en billetes de lotería. Fuman hierba. Se autolesionan. Pero cualquier persona sana sabe que nunca debemos tomar una compulsión que se utiliza para aliviar el dolor más profundo y empezar a celebrarlo como nuestra identidad.
Ahora las niñas de tan solo tres años a las que les gustan los deportes y los camiones están siendo contadas por médicos (y madres famosas como Charlize Theron) que son un niño atrapado en el cuerpo de una niña. Luego se ponen hormonas poderosas que terminan la reproducción para detener el inicio de la pubertad. Los adolescentes están teniendo cirugías que mutilan simplemente porque están en cosas que tradicionalmente están asociadas con el género opuesto. Sin embargo, la falta de conformidad con el género es lo que decenas de personas lucharon durante décadas. Las niñas deben ser capaces de hacer cualquier cosa que los niños puedan hacer hoy y en esta edad y viceversa. Pero ahora tenemos hombres transgéneros rompiendo récords en la categoría atlética de una chica tras otra.
¿Dónde está el pueblo de la fe?
¿Y dónde están los llamados “gente de fe” en esta locura? Corriendo asustados. No queremos que nos etiqueten como ignorantes. No queremos que nos llamen intolerantes. Sabemos que ser considerado transfóbico puede rápidamente caer en otros adjetivos como misógino o racista.
El mensaje de la comunidad cristiana con respecto a las cuestiones LGBTQ parece ser este: sólo tenemos que mostrar el amor de Cristo a todos aceptándolos exactamente como son. Y es verdad. Todo el mundo tiene algo con lo que están luchando, y nadie está exento. Pero nadie debe ser amado como es y luego dejado de esa manera. De ahí las últimas palabras de Cristo a la mujer en el pozo: “Vete y no peques más.”
Si el amor significa apoyar los esfuerzos de alguien sin importar lo que sea, ¿no deberíamos todos llevar a nuestros amigos alcohólicos al bar esta noche? El amor verdadero significa decir la verdad, incluso cuando no es culturalmente agradable.
Y aunque no debería tener que deletrear esto, lo haré. Simplemente no estar de acuerdo con alguien en un tema no significa que usted tiene miedo o no le gustan todas las personas que están en el otro lado del problema. Creo que el transgénero está mal. Eso no me hace transfóbico. Creo que las mayores víctimas de la ideología transgénero son las personas a las que se les ha dado la etiqueta transgénero ellos mismos.
Llamar a todos los que no apoyan los derechos LGBTQ transfóbicos u “homofóbicos” es increíblemente ignorante. Nunca debemos burlarnos o acosar en ninguna manera a las personas transgénero. Ya están lidiando lo suficiente como es; necesitan nuestra ayuda.
Mi hermano dirá que el género es sólo una pequeña parte de lo que es. Pero para él pensar que “seguirá siendo él mismo” incluso si es una mujer es una tontería. Ya no será un hombre llamado Josh. Será una falsa caricatura de una persona que está pidiendo que todos a su alrededor nieguen la realidad diciéndole que es algo que no es. Por supuesto que conservará su personalidad, sus mismos gustos y aversiones. Pero decir que el género de uno no importa en última instancia en el gran esquema de las cosas muestra lo profunda que es la confusión. No me habría casado con mi marido si no fuera hombre. Y como mujer casada, no saldría a almorzar sola con mis amigas si no fueran mujeres.
A pesar de lo que mi hermano y mi cuñada harían creer a todos, la verdad es esta: el género importa. Como dijo el Papa recientemente: “El género es sagrado”. Los principales obispos y cardenales han declarado inequívocamente que el movimiento transgénero es demoníaco.
Cualquier buen experto en marcas sabe que las organizaciones eligen sus logotipos con mucho pensamiento y cuidado. Así que sí, hay una razón por la que la Iglesia de Satanás eligió a Baphomet (la cabra mitad macho/mitad femenina) para ser su logotipo. La cabra nos recuerda que supuestamente somos los que tomamos la última decisión sobre nuestra vida aquí en la tierra. Somos los diseñadores de nuestro destino. Y aunque los deseos de Dios para nosotros (como el sexo biológico) son todos buenos, al final es el verdadero yo cuyos deseos debemos seguir. ¿Realmente Dios dijo, “Tienes que ser hombre”?
Es una historia tan antigua como el tiempo.
*El autor de este verdadero relato, una esposa y una madre, desea permanecer en el anonimato. Se han cambiado los nombres de esta cuenta.
I woke up unable to speak. A breathing tube filled my throat. Machines surrounded my hospital bed. I was confused, intubated, and lying in an ICU room with no memory of how I got there. But strangely, I was not afraid. In the middle of the chaos, God gave me an unexplainable peace.
I motioned desperately for paper and pencil so I could ask two questions: What happened? And where is George?
My son’s father explained that I had been in a serious car accident. The car was completely destroyed. I had been found trapped beneath the steering wheel with severe facial injuries.
That morning — January 22, 2026 — had started like any other Thursday. I got ready for work, buckled my 18-month-old son George into his car seat, and pulled out of the driveway expecting an ordinary day.
It became anything but ordinary.
My neighbor, who had left home at the same time I did, later explained what happened. We were both driving around fifteen miles per hour when the car I was driving suddenly lost control. I still do not know why, and I have no memory of the moment itself.
By the grace of God, George was almost completely untouched.
The car hit a cement light pole, crossed into oncoming traffic, and was struck head-on by another vehicle. Both vehicles spun, and the car I was driving slammed into another cement light pole.
By the grace of God, George was almost completely untouched.
The back windshield shattered directly above him, yet the glass never harmed him because of the position his car seat landed in. The entire back left side of the car was crushed inward, but George had been seated on the back right side. Even now, I can only thank God for His protection.
I was taken by ambulance to the hospital and admitted into the Trauma ICU. Doctors told my family that I had suffered severe head trauma resulting in a brain bleed. I was also bleeding internally in my abdominal area, and they began preparing my family for the possible loss of my pregnancy.
… the doctors did not know the God my family and I serve — and how merciful He is.
But the doctors did not know the God my family and I serve — and how merciful He is.
My family immediately began to pray. Members of my church, Open Bible Church of Homestead, began arriving at the hospital, and soon an entire army of people was interceding for me.
During those first two days, I drifted in and out of consciousness and remember very little. But one moment remains clear in my mind: I heard the song “I Surrender” by Hillsong Worship playing in my hospital room. The lyrics, “Like a rushing wind, Jesus breathe within, Lord have Your way, Lord have Your way in me,” stayed with me and brought a deep sense of comfort in the middle of everything happening around me. In that moment, those words became my prayer as I quietly prayed, “I leave this in Your hands.”
After three days in the ICU, I was successfully extubated and began making remarkable progress. Ultrasounds showed a happy, active baby, and the bleeding had stopped.
On the fourth day, I was transferred out of the ICU into intermediate care before eventually moving to the medical-surgical floor. Doctors then began preparing me for maxillofacial surgery to reconstruct my face after multiple fractures.
On January 30, I underwent an eight-hour surgery. By God’s grace, the procedure was successful, and another ultrasound afterward showed my unborn baby remained active and healthy. On February 3, I was finally discharged and able to return home.
Since then, my recovery has gone smoothly. I am now twenty-eight weeks pregnant and waiting expectantly for the arrival of my baby. Through every frightening moment, God gave me strength and peace, and I never doubted His mercy.
Today, I am a living testimony of His grace.
About the Author
Thammy Castro is a behavior technician living in Miami and a soon-to-be mother of two. In her free time, she enjoys traveling with her family. She is a member of Open Bible Church of Homestead, where her parents, Jose and Maria Castro, serve as pastors.
There has been much discussion about the future of the Church. While I’m not a futurist or researcher, I’m grateful for voices that help us think wisely about pursuing the mission of the Church in an ever-changing culture. Researchers like Ed Stetzer and Carey Nieuwhof highlight some encouraging trends, such as revivals on college campuses, rising Bible sales, and Gen Z’s hunger for authentic faith.
I carry deep conviction and a faith-filled anticipation about what I see and am praying for. When I think about the Church and the days ahead, I don’t see a Church in retreat, but I do see a Church being refined – prepared for what God is getting ready to do. A victorious and glorious Church (Eph. 5:27).
When I think about the Church and the days ahead, I don’t see a Church in retreat, but I do see a Church being refined.
Jesus said, “I will build my church, and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it” (Matt. 16:18 ESV). That promise has no expiration date. Jesus is still building His Church today.
As the church advances, it will not stand on programs, buildings, or production. . . it will be built on the authority of Christ and the power of the Holy Spirit.
Across the body of Christ, there is a growing recognition that the future of the Church will not be built by addition alone, but by multiplication. Disciples will make disciples, leaders will develop and release leaders, and churches will plant churches. There are many voices helping to bring clarity to this, and we are seeing that same conviction take shape within Open Bible through our Mission to Multiply and the Power of We.
So, when I think about the Church and what is ahead of us, what do I see?
I SEE A MULTIPLYING CHURCH
We often measure success by attendance, budgets, and programs. While salvations and baptisms remain central, we must expand the scorecard. As Larry Walkemeyer describes in The River Church, we must move from “lake churches” that gather to “river churches” that send – becoming disciple makers who multiply.
The book of Acts shows us a model of a church that did not just meet but multiplied. The future will not belong to churches that simply gather a crowd, but it will belong to churches that make and send disciple makers. Jesus did not commission us to build an audience. He commanded us to go and make disciples (Matt. 28:19). Multiplication begins there – in intentional, relational, Spirit-led disciple making.
Multiplication is not just a strategy or a motto we adopt. It is the culture of Spirit-empowered, disciple-making churches. The Church I see measures health not only by attendance, but by how many are discipled, equipped, and sent to reproduce what’s been invested in them. This is our Mission to Multiply.
I SEE A SPIRIT-EMPOWERED CHURCH
We live in a time of rapid change. Technology, AI, and social media shape how we communicate and connect. These tools can be helpful, but they don’t transform lives. The Holy Spirit does.
These tools can be helpful, but they don’t transform lives. The Holy Spirit does.
Pentecost was Heaven’s defining moment for the birth of the Church and the fulfillment of what Jesus said in Acts 1:8. The early followers of Jesus did not have the influence, resources, or tools we have today. What they had was the power of God. That has not changed!
In the days ahead, more than ever, the Church will move forward not through innovation alone but through consecration. The church I see is unapologetically dependent on the Spirit of God.
I SEE A COURAGEOUS CHURCH
In the book of Acts, every step forward required courage – Peter and John before the Sanhedrin, Stephen in the face of death, Peter going to Cornelius’s home, the sending out of Paul and Barnabas. These were not small steps; they were courageous steps across cultural and spiritual boundaries. The early Church moved from gathering to going, from addition to multiplication. The expansion of the early Church was not accidental. It followed obedience and courage.
The Church I see will walk in that same Spirit.
Courage to preach the truth in love.
Courage to plant in hard places.
Courage to raise and release the next generation.
Courage to choose multiplication over comfort.
Courage to link arms with others for the sake of the greater mission.
Courage to build the Kingdom over our own castles.
We can stand on His promise and by His Spirit knowing “God has not given us a spirit of fear but of power and of love and of a sound mind” (2 Tim. 1:7 NKJV).
I SEE THE POWER OF WE
As we look forward, one of the strongest convictions I carry is this: our future will be stronger through the Power of We.
Individualism limits impact; partnership multiplies it. When we share vision, develop leaders, and align around mission, we step into something far greater than any one church could accomplish alone. I believe the future Church will not thrive through isolation but will flourish through collaboration. The church I see understands that “we” is stronger than “me.”
When we share vision, develop leaders, and align around mission, we step into something far greater than any one church could accomplish alone.
I am confident in what God has called us to:
The church that makes disciple makers will multiply.
The church that depends on the Holy Spirit will endure.
The church that walks in courage will advance. This is the church I see, and I believe we are being invited to build it together.
About the Author
Michael Nortune serves as president of Open Bible Churches. He has ministered in the local church faithfully for thirty-five years. From his start as a janitor and groundskeeper to church planter and lead pastor of Life Church in Concord, California, Michael has had the opportunity to gain experience in every capacity within the church throughout his ministry. Not only does he have hands-on experience on the local level, but Michael has also led at the district, regional, and national levels within Open Bible Churches. Michael and his wife, Julie, currently reside in Colorado and love living near five of their six children and their spouses. They also treasure the time they spend with their other daughter who lives in Alabama with their first (but not the last) grandson!
Isaac dug out again the wells that were dug during the lifetime of his father Abraham. The Philistines had closed them up after Abraham’s death. Isaac gave them the same names his father had given them. Isaac’s servants dug wells in the valley and found a well there with fresh water. (Genesis 26:18-19 CEB).
I came to faith as a teenager and had very few church experiences up to that point. My earliest formation as a Christ follower took place within Open Bible church settings, where I found deep community and meaningful spiritual experiences that I continue to value. At the same time, as in many modern evangelical churches, there was limited exposure to the ancient liturgies and historic practices of the wider Church.
These traditional cornerstones that were foundational to ecclesial life for millennia had been almost eliminated in the churches I attended. It seemed to me that these practices were at best met with ignorance and at worst with grave suspicion. The predictable result was that any real understanding and appreciation for ancient liturgical practices was absent from the first two decades of my church life. I rarely thought about things like Ash Wednesday services, the Book of Common Prayer, and Advent, and if I did, it was with a healthy side dish of uninformed judgment. I viewed Lent the same way I viewed lentils: it was a cold and exotic experience that was both frightening to prepare and painful to consume.
I viewed Lent the same way I viewed lentils: it was a cold and exotic experience that was both frightening to prepare and painful to consume.
This was my context as a few of our church staff began asking whether we could introduce some of these ancient practices into our church worship experience. As you might imagine given my church background, it took me a while to warm up to the idea. I began a process of asking questions, listening, and learning, even reaching out to an Anglican priest friend to hear his take on the value of these long-held traditions. Through all this, Christ in His goodness and patience has allowed us now to incorporate many of these practices into our regular church experience. As a result, I am happy to report that we are experiencing wonderful depth and meaning in our gatherings as we’ve adopted and applied some of these long-proven elements of discipleship.
Our time of worship now always includes the public reading of a Psalm (a practice we have adopted from the Book of Common Prayer) to bring us back to the ancient hymn book of Israel. We have a fresh understanding of what it is to give up something physical in order to gain something spiritual as we fast in the forty days of Lent. Christmas time and the lighting of Advent candles help us celebrate Christ’s first arrival while reminding us to await His second arrival. And Ash Wednesday, with its outward sign of repentance and mortality, leads us to humble ourselves before God, understanding how desperately we need His saving grace. Finally, the celebration of life on Easter Sunday has far greater meaning now because it is preceded by the sobriety of the death we remember on Good Friday.
This is not to say that incorporating these elements has always been smooth. We’ve learned to introduce them slowly and with great attention to the “why” behind the “what.” Along the way, we’ve had our share of growth opportunities and mishaps. One example happened early on in our journey, when we tried to introduce some ancient call and response types of prayers. The practice led several people to worry that we had become a completely different kind of church. We haven’t yet reintroduced those prayers in our services.
We have found that moving slowly and consistently, explaining the meaning of the practices, and laughing at ourselves through our failed attempts have been the key ingredients to discovering the power of these ancient gifts.
Another example took place during last year’s Ash Wednesday service. During this type of service, ash is used to mark the sign of a cross on each believer’s forehead. This marking symbolizes our own mortality and repentance, as we take up our cross and turn from our sins. Well, our beloved worship leader wanted to add scent to the ashes to create a fuller sensory experience. To do so, he incorporated essential oils, including cinnamon, into the ashes. Little did any of us know that undiluted cinnamon oil burns on the skin. Talk about your full sensory experience. All of us in the service sat wondering what it reveals about our spiritual condition if the ash cross on our forehead feels like it’s on fire. There was a great sigh of relief when our executive pastor let people know what had happened, and a mad dash to the bathrooms ensued as people quickly washed away the painful marker. The next Sunday I formally apologized for turning their Ash Wednesday into a Rash Wednesday.
In these moments and more, we have found that moving slowly and consistently, explaining the meaning of the practices, and laughing at ourselves through our failed attempts have been the key ingredients to discovering the power of these ancient gifts. Just as Isaac reopened the ancient wells of his father to discover pure water, we too can rediscover the meaning of these ancient practices in our churches and experience their fresh water again.
About the Author
Aaron Sutherland is the founding pastor of Cove Church in Eugene, Oregon, and the Director of Multiplication for Pacific Region Open Bible. Along with his wife, Paula, he finds great joy in watching God reveal the new stories being written into the lives of people from every corner of the world.