The latest uproar over the WNBA and questions surrounding transgender participation should serve as both a warning and a lesson for our society. Can you imagine a meeting of WNBA executives and owners being convened simply to define the “W” in Women’s National Basketball Association? The very need for such a conversation reveals how far we have drifted. We have become too quick to defend a confused person who believes they are the opposite sex from how they were born, treating feelings as ultimate authority while sidelining biological reality.

Society has lost much of its common sense. Yet voices exist that tell a different story about the transgender movement—voices shaped by lived experience rather than ideology. America is fighting a battle larger than politics. It is a battle for hearts, minds, and the truth about who we are as human beings. Too often we try to patch spiritual and psychological wounds with laws, slogans, and medical interventions, only to be surprised when the culture continues to spin further out of control.

That is why stories of repentance matter so deeply. They cut through the noise of headlines and hashtags. They remind us that people are not mere symbols or political props, and that broken lives can still be redeemed. William Allen spent thirty years living as a woman. He has now shared a story that should make every American pause. In his book NOT MAN ENOUGH TO BE A WOMAN®: Transgendered For 30 Years No Lie Lives Forever, he recounts a journey marked by deep struggle, prolonged self-reinvention, and ultimately profound transformation.

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Allen did not find lasting peace in reinvention. He found it in conviction, Scripture, and the mercy of God. His journey is painful and honest. As a child, he wanted to be a girl. The desire persisted into adulthood. As a young man he married, burying the struggle for a time, only to watch it return with greater force. In 1993, after the compulsion had ruined his marriage, brought him near suicide, and estranged him from family, he transitioned. He passed as a woman, built a comfortable life and career, and blended into society for decades. Only those who had known him before, or those he chose to tell, were aware of his history. Yet emptiness remained.

He had believed for much of his life that his lifestyle was somehow compatible with Christianity. Then, attending a new church in the late 2010s, he encountered the true biblical Gospel for the first time. It was not what he wanted to hear, but its clarity carried weight. After study, research, and prayer, he realized he had never truly been a Christian. He saw his sin and his lifestyle in a new light. He cried out to God, confessed, repented, and placed his faith in Jesus Christ. A dramatic change followed. Wanting to glorify God, he began a detransition that took nearly three years, overcoming significant obstacles along the way.

By October 2023 he had completed the major steps and returned to living as a man—the identity he had once tried so hard to leave behind. The story does not erase the damage done. It does not pretend that every wound heals cleanly or that decades of chemical and social intervention leave no lasting marks. Family relationships suffered; a twenty-three-year estrangement from his father ended only in a deathbed reconciliation. The physical and emotional costs remain real.

Yet Allen’s account shows something essential: truth is not hateful, and compassion is not surrender. We can love people without lying to them. We can acknowledge the genuine anguish of gender dysphoria while refusing to affirm a falsehood about the human body and the created order of male and female. Compassion requires understanding the weight of the struggle. Many who experience gender dysphoria feel trapped, isolated, and desperate for relief.

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Allen’s childhood sense that he was the only one in the world with such desires, his later depression, and the temporary relief he sought through transition are not unique. Genuine empathy listens to that pain without romanticizing the solution that ultimately failed to deliver peace. At the same time, true compassion refuses to abandon people to a path that deepens the wound. Surgical and chemical interventions, especially irreversible ones performed on minors, carry serious costs. Hormones, surgeries, and social reinforcement do not change chromosomes or create the opposite sex.

They alter appearance and suppress natural function, often at the price of fertility, sexual function, and long-term health. When children are involved, the stakes rise dramatically. A culture that tells confused kids to chase feelings rather than root themselves in biological and spiritual truth is not helping them. It is abandoning them to lifelong medical dependence and deeper identity confusion.

Parents deserve a voice in these matters. Children deserve protection from experimental medical pathways whose long-term outcomes are still poorly understood and increasingly contested by detransition and clinicians. Every American deserves the freedom to speak honestly about what is happening in sports, schools, medicine, and public life without fear of professional or social destruction. The insistence that “trans women are women” or that sex is a spectrum rather than rooted in reproductive biology collapses under scrutiny, under truth.  It also erases the hard-won spaces and opportunities that women have fought for generations to secure.

Allen’s life illustrates the possibility of redemption. His book is, in his own words, a love story and an apology to his family. It is a father-son narrative of conflict, distance, and eventual reconciliation. It is the story of lifelong gender dysphoria met by the greater reality of repentance and new life in Christ. The transformation he describes is not self-help or mere willpower; it is the result of encountering grace that exposes sin, offers forgiveness, and reorders identity around something more solid than fleeting feelings.

In a society that often equates affirmation with kindness, Allen’s testimony challenges that equation. Kindness that withholds truth is not kindness at all. It is a form of abandonment dressed in progressive language. Real compassion walks alongside the suffering person while pointing toward reality—biological, psychological, and spiritual. Real understanding recognizes that the human heart is capable of profound self-deception, yet also capable of profound restoration when confronted by truth and mercy.

The larger warning remains simple and urgent. When a culture prioritizes subjective identity over objective reality, it leaves its most vulnerable members without a firm foundation. When institutions, from sports leagues to medical associations to schools, treat gender as malleable, they invite confusion and injustice. Yet the story does not end in despair. Broken lives can be redeemed. People who have lived for decades in one identity can return to the truth of who they are.

Grace is available. Conviction can lead to freedom rather than condemnation. Truth matters, so does grace. We need both now more than ever. William Allen’s journey—from childhood longing, through thirty years of living as a woman, through emptiness, repentance, and restoration—offers a living demonstration of that dual necessity. It calls us to reject the false choice between cruelty and affirmation of falsehood.

Instead we can hold compassion and clarity together: loving the person while refusing to lie about the body, protecting children while extending hope to adults who have already walked a difficult road, and remembering that no lie lives forever when the truth of God and the possibility of repentance remain open.

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