About the trans law

What a mess there is in Spain with the trans law. The Government's left-wing coalition has been subjected to unprecedented internal tension when it comes to moving it forward.

And the fact is that there are many bangs hanging from a rule that aims to regulate a big lie, which is that the condition of man or woman is only a matter of gender, not sex. In other words, being a man or a woman is not a biological reality but a simple sociocultural construction.

Lies have very short legs and this one about gender ideology has made waters among its own followers because it leaves many loose ends.

If being a man or a woman is only a matter of external appearance (which is the maximum that the registry change and surgical and hormonal treatments can achieve, DNA cannot be changed) we are identifying being a man or a woman with the same stereotypes that we have fought so hard to overthrow.

If we agree that a woman is not defined by her curves, the size of her hair, or the timbre of her voice; just as a man is not defined by the amount of facial hair, the way he walks or the size of his biceps, how do we now tell these people that we pay for their treatment to fit these stereotypes?

If we have been fighting against men's oppression of women for decades, how can we now say that any man who wants to can consider himself one of them just by wanting to?

The incongruities of this delusional gender ideology are endless and some seem like a joke.

I, however, do not find it funny because what lies behind it is the suffering of many people, many of them children, who are only offered the so-called "sex reassignment" as a solution to their problem.

I doubt that a change of name, a more or less mutilating surgical intervention or a cocktail of hormones with unpredictable health consequences will put an end to the problem of feeling in the wrong body. These are superficial solutions typical of a superficial society.

Because, just as when we build houses in a flood zone, or near a volcano, sooner or later, nature manifests itself indomitable, denouncing the arrogance of those who tried to subdue her; in the same way, the masculinity or femininity that permeates each of our cells will end up reminding us that we are not gods, that she has her rules and that we cannot change them at our whim.

So, how can we shed light, from the perspective of faith, on this reality? How can we help these people, many of whom are Catholics, who have this feeling that they have encountered?

The idea that God has made a mistake, misplacing the identity of some of us, does not stand up to the slightest serious analysis. He, who is love, has thought of us by loving us, has created us out of pure love and has made us so that we might find happiness in loving and serving, as Jesus did.

In the parable of the talents, he spoke to us about serving with the gifts that God has given to each of us, and the body we were born with is one of those gifts. Why am I male or female, tall or short, dark or light skinned, celiac or prone to gain weight? Well, there are our talents to be put into play: do we put them at the service of love so that they bear fruit, or do we hide them, ashamed, because they seem worse than those of others?

Whoever tells a person who does not accept himself as he is that he is a mistake of nature and that he should change himself, is not loving him, at most he is just trying to gain votes.

Those who truly love, do not want to change the person or go along with him, because they seek his good and are able to see his beauty and perfection not only in his external appearance but in the innermost part of his being.

This is how God loved us from the moment we were a single cell, this is how he continues to love us, and this is how he invites us to love for all eternity.

In the consumerist society we live in, we have turned the body into just another object that we want to return if we don't like it, losing its transcendent dimension. That is also why so many young people resort to cosmetic surgeries at such an early age and why so many suffer from eating disorders in search of an unattainable perfect body.

May we all know how to look at ourselves and accept ourselves as we are, admiring the goodness, beauty and love that permeate this immense gift that is the body. A body, let us not forget, to which, after the brief kiss of death, we will return to accompany us throughout eternity. See how well done it is! Or is there anything human beings have made that lasts forever?