This weekend at the nation’s largest LGBTIQ youth conference,
I met Sam.
Immediately my Western-trained, binary mind went to work.
Is Sam male or female?
Gay or Staright?
TRANS or INTERSEX?
It wasn’t enough to know that Sam writes Poetry
and Sam listens to the Ramones (& 10cc, Britney Spears and Bizet)
and Sam started a GSA last fall.
Why when a friend has a baby my first question is “What is it?” and not “Who is it?” or even “How is it?”
Even those with Bible-phobia can see the beauty in Galatians 3:28,
“In Him the distinctions between
Jew and Gentile,
slave and free man,
male and female,
disappear; you are all one in Christ Jesus.”
I hope I never learn “what” Sam is, unless Sam wants to tell me, rather, I hope I can experience, even in small measure, the wonder of WHO Sam is.