Chicago used to be known for industry, steel, and grit. These days, it’s known for blood on the pavement. Not metaphorically. Literally. Gangs don’t write press releases—they spray bullets. And the soundtrack to it all is known as “Gangsta rap.” Not the harmless kind...

There’s a certain tone a man uses when he believes the room belongs to him. Not the building. Not the microphone. The room. You can hear it in the cadence—relaxed, almost amused, but tight underneath. Like someone who has never had to be contradicted without...

by John Carpenter Most serious American Christians are accustomed to engaging groups like the Mormons, with their sexually immoral con-man who wrote bad fiction full of provable absurdities, or Jehovah’s Witnesses, repackaging ancient Arianism, or even Roman...

It’s a strange kind of grief—not the grief of surprise, but the grief of confirmation. The kind where you’ve been standing on the train tracks for years, waving both arms, shouting that the light in the distance isn’t the sunrise, it’s a locomotive—and then one day...

I am seeing a lot of chatter recently about overturning Obergefell, and I get this strange, sinking feeling like we’re standing on a patch of mud yelling at the sky because the house is leaning. We point at the Supreme Court like that’s the engine of this whole thing....

Last Sunday at Cities Church in St. Paul, a pack of Antifa activists barged into the sanctuary, interrupted worship, and chanted anti-ICE slogans while congregants sat confused or walked out. Their target was a pastor they accused of being a field ICE director. That’s...

by John B. Carpenter Josh Buice’s elders at Pray’s Mill Baptist Church must have faced a mighty temptation. The popularity of their G3 conference and the prominence of their church seemed to rely, to some extent, on Pastor Buice, yet they had caught him in...

There he is—Nicolas Maduro, dictator of Venezuela, head bowed, hands clasped like a schoolboy in a prayer circle—while David Owuor, decked out in pastel green, declares (translated by Google from Spanish): “This nation will protect all the land of Venezuela, even as...

Jen Wilkin, a female preacher at Matt Chandler’s church—a Southern Baptist church—who has also publicly described menstruation as a “parable of the cross” is now being presented as a preaching coach for pastors. Not for women’s Bible study leaders. Not for curriculum...

There’s something especially exhausting about watching these charismatic blowhards deliver their “prophetic visions” with all the fire and certainty of Jeremiah... only to realize it’s just Fox News meets Sunday school. Hank Kunneman takes the stage, eyes blazing,...