When I was a boy, my father had a friend who worked in the New York Yankee’s clubhouse, and he brought me back a baseball signed by the entire team, which at that time included Yankee legends like Mickey Mantle, Roger Maris, Whitey Ford, and others. It was priceless.

One day, my friends came over to play baseball with me — we did it right on the street, meaning, on hard pavement — and because none of us had a baseball, I offered to use this one, signed by these Yankee greats. My friends questioned the idea, but I insisted on it, to my lasting regret more than 50 years later. How could I have been so stupid?

But that was a just a baseball. What I’m talking about here is the defacing of God’s intent for the human body and the human race, the pinnacle of His creation. What we are doing to ourselves is beyond tragic.

Let’s look at the big picture for a minute.

The more we learn about the human body, the clearer it is that we have been divinely designed. There are microscopic cells too tiny to describe, yet they function like finely tuned machines. And scientists tell us that we are made up of 7,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 (7 octillion) atoms. This does not just “happen.”

In light of His meticulous handiwork, it’s a terrible shame that we have such little understanding of that which He so lovingly intended for our good.

When it comes to the brain, it is reported to have “the storage capacity of 6 million years of the Wall Street Journal.” As for human DNA, “the amount of information in human DNA is roughly equivalent to 12 sets of The Encyclopaedia Britannica — an incredible 384 volumes worth of detailed information that would fill 48 feet of library shelves” (citing Lee Strobel). No wonder the psalmist exclaimed “I am fearfully and wonderfully made (Ps. 139:14).

And He made us male and female, uniquely fashioned for each other physically and emotionally and spiritually, designed to reproduce through the miracle of a fertilized egg. What an incredibly amazing idea God had.

Defacing His Design at What Cost?

In light of His meticulous handiwork, it’s a terrible shame that we have such little understanding of that which He so lovingly intended for our good. Today, male and female are just two of many categories, and men are becoming women and women becoming men, changing God’s original pattern and surgically defacing His design.

If we had a true grasp of the plans of our Creator and how He intended to enjoy His beautiful creation with us, we would realize what a great loss this is to Him as well as to us. And it must cause Him great pain, like the pain a painter would feel if his greatest masterpiece, the work of decades, was torn to shreds and left unrecognizable. The difference is that in our case today, the loss is much greater than the loss of a piece of art. Consequently, God’s pain is much deeper than that of the artist.

Truly, what we have done to ourselves, to God’s beautiful handiwork, is far more tragic than trashing an artistic masterpiece. In the name of progress, we have defaced His design. In the name of our own enlightenment, we have injured ourselves.

Truly, what we have done to ourselves, to God’s beautiful handiwork, is far more tragic than trashing an artistic masterpiece.

The other day I was reading the story of an old friend of the family. (I won’t say more because I don’t want to reveal the person’s identity, so I’ve adjusted some of the details.) The man now identified as a woman and he was in relationship with a woman who identified as a man. So, the male was the female and the female was the male. When I looked at his picture, he was almost unrecognizable, and I broke down and cried. Something so sacred, so carefully designed by God, so joyfully put in place for us by our Creator — the uniqueness of males and females — was being discarded like something worthless. And at what cost to our race? At what price?

For the last 13 years, I have been following the trajectory of LGBT activism with real interest, with emphasis on the word trajectory. Where will things go if left unchecked?

If marriage can be radically redefined, what will it become (or what will remain of it) in future generations? And if male and female are only two possibilities out of scores of gender variations — indeed, if male and female categories are considered to be a destructive and constraining enemy — what will happen to the next generation of boys and girls? And if the gender confusion of one troubled child carries more weight than the gender certainty of 99 others, how are norms determined? What kind of confusion lies ahead? And what kind of lasting harm will all our surgeries and hormones and interventions cause?

I understand that not everyone fits neatly into God’s model — we are, after all, a fallen race — but that doesn’t mean you throw out the mold. It was purposefully and lovingly imagined by our Creator.

The more we learn about the human body, the clearer it is that we have been divinely designed.

For years gay activists have told us that God made them gay and we should celebrate it. Now we are being told by trans activists that God made them trans, except that they must remove perfectly healthy organs, beautifully crafted by the Lord (similar to cutting off a healthy limb), and replace them with man-made substitutes. How is this honoring to our Maker?

All this must bring Him great and deep grief, and it is a grief we His people should share. Surely He has a better way.