“It’s a boy!” cries the doctor when on my chest he is placed. He’s perfect. He’s loved. He’s our beautiful boy.
He devours books on dinosaurs and gathers “Beanies” for battles. Reading and playing in imagined great castles. He’s our beautiful boy.
Pine cones while camping became props as his warriors. Orchestrated music accompanied with wonder. He’s our beautiful boy.
Marine biology later fills up his sweet head. Book after book spread upon his small bed. He’s our beautiful boy.
Stories of missionaries got his attention. “One day I will be one,” he exclaimed with a passion. He’s our beautiful boy.
Piano music and humming filled our old little house. Entertaining and calming, I can still hear the sounds. He’s our beautiful boy.
Boffers were crafted from pipes, noodles, and tape. Battles with brothers were fought without hate. He’s our beautiful boy.
Satan’s minions inscribed through flashy bright screens, drove thoughts of self hatred, and deception they schemed. He’s our beautiful boy.
“You are trapped in the wrong body! We can fix this,” they lie.
Stop this poison! He’s our beautiful boy.
An evil man enters with lust in his veins, “I will take you from your family for unsafe they remain.” God gently whispers, when I think of his fate, “He’s MY beautiful boy”.
“But now thus says the Lord, he who created you, O Jacob, he who formed you, O Israel; ‘Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine.’” Isaiah 43:1
God gave you the miracle of life, a beautiful boy, that you loved and raised. The evilness in this world is after our children and I am so sad that your beautiful boy was taken by this gender-cult. My beautiful nephew was also taken as well and it is heartbreaking. I read these stories on PITT and I feel each parent’s pain, sadness, fear and worry. We are all in this horrible place together and if it were not for my faith in God, I am not sure I would be able to cope. I pray every day for my nephew’s safety but I believe he has most likely begun taking hormones and is going down the path to transition. I cannot stop him, but God can. I pray for all the families affected by this evilness and ask God to right this wrong. Faith and Hope are what keeps me sane in this insane world. God bless you and your beautiful boy.
I sincerely hope so, they say love is letting go, which is so hard when its our own children. It's possible to do this by cognitive awareness ie. don't let thoughts take you too far back to the past, it's over now, we only have today, live one's life in gratitude as while things currently are bad, we must always know that ultimately God is in control of every situation. This evil playing out will end, at some point, & these vulnerable young people who have been indoctrinated will wake up to it, at some in their lives. We have to live and let live, decide what we accept & live with serenity: God grant me the wisdom to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can & the wisdom to know the difference. Life takes on the true rainbow from God: there is hope for us all, don't let grief destroy us.