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Is that You God?

If you have been reading the newspapers lately, they seem to be highlighting a lot of plights regarding transexuals. Another article came out today which you can read here about how a transexual alleged that she was humiliated and forced to strip in front of three policemen after being detained for suspected vice. And all this happening right after the "infamous couple" incident.

I'm beginning to wonder
..."Is that You God? Are You trying to say something to the Church?"
I actually went to the bookstore to find out how does the Church in general address this issue on gays and transexuals and reaching out to them. And what about gay churches? I was actually quite surprised that I couldn't find any...or maybe I was looking in the wrong bookshop.

Well, this issue has been around since Noah's time so why so hard to find a book that addresses this issue....maybe God is asking the Church and maybe specifically the Malaysian Church to wake up and do something about it. What say You God?

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