He and she. Her and him. Man and woman . . . only two genders were created, a biological design within which are rooted our well-being and our wholeness.
Woe to those who try to stray from His design, for on that path there is a tearing of the soul, and pain, the likes of which they have never known before. And a great lost-ness that will drag them down into a whirlwind of darkness.
He and she. Her and him. Since the dawn of time and evermore, as long as XY chromosomes remain XY.
Artwork: Meeting on the Turret Stairs by Frederick Burton
