@SamKewa17@Xol1641557 @TrendTalkZa A lot but they don't want to be under scrutiny like she was. So if there is a category for them they will be able to compete freely.
@Xol1641557 @TrendTalkZa Why not have a category for everyone born like her, instead of her competing with female. Why not compete with males as she also has male organs?
"I'm scared of him," the 5-year-old whispered, refusing to take the witness stand. The judge nodded, then did something no one in the courtroom had ever seen.
It was the hardest part of the trial. 5-year-old Anna was the only witness to the domestic violence that had put her mother in the hospital. Now, she was in a large, intimidating courtroom, and her father was staring at her from the defendant's table.
She refused to move. She just hid behind the prosecutor, shaking. "I can't," she cried. "He'll see me."
The prosecutor was about to ask for a recess when the judge, a man known for his stern demeanor, called for a brief pause. He stepped down from his high bench, walked over to the little girl, and knelt.
"What's your name, sweetheart?" he asked, his voice suddenly soft.
"Anna," she whispered.
"Well, Anna, I'm Judge Marcus. This is my courtroom, and in here, I'm the boss. And my number one rule is that no one gets to be scary in here. Not even him. I won't let him."
He pointed to the witness stand. "That chair looks big and lonely, doesn't it?" She nodded. "How about," he said, "you and I go sit up there together? You can sit on my lap. I'm a good shield."
He held out his hand. She took it.
The judge sat in the witness stand, holding Anna securely in his arms, his black robe acting like a protective cape. Shielded by the one man in the room more powerful than her father, she finally found her small, brave voice and told the court what she saw.
"Behind every decision of justice, there are sometimes powerful acts of humanity. Read the story of how the judge protected young Anna from fear and gave her the chance to speak the truth."
We pray for healing this morning. Healing for our bodies, our minds, and our spirits. And as we are healed, may that healing flow backward through time, touching the wounds of our mothers and fathers, soothing the grief of those who could not rest, restoring peace to those who left unfinished work.
Asรจ.