For more than fifty years, America legalized the slaughter of her own children while calling it everything from “healthcare” to “compassion for women.” The blood soaked into the floorboards of the republic while judges in black robes patted themselves on the back for...

There used to be a time when seminaries existed to forge men who feared God more than man. Men who could stand in a pulpit with a spine made of iron and say, “Thus saith the Lord,” even if the whole room hissed back at them. Men who understood that shepherding...

There is something deeply unsettling about watching a man stand on a stage with a Bible in his hand, speaking with the cadence of a preacher while slowly dissolving the very attributes of God that make the gospel necessary in the first place. Not in one violent motion...

Rome had a strange smell near the end of its empire. Historians don’t really talk about that part. They write about military campaigns and collapsing currencies and corrupt emperors with grapes hanging from their fingers while boys danced in silk before them. But I...

Tim Keller spent years cultivating the image of the calm Evangelical intellectual—the reasonable man in the room, the thoughtful urban pastor who translated historic biblical Christianity for the modern world. Soft-spoken, measured, and winsome. Never shrill. Never...

You’re probably aware by now of Sam Allberry’s resignation this past weekend after it was exposed he, a self-described “gay Christian,” had an “inappropriate relationship” with another man. Allberry has been a prominent advocate of what is called “Side B”...

From the very beginning, the church has had to guard her gates like a city under siege. Not from armies with banners and swords, but from men who speak the right words just long enough to earn trust, then quietly begin rearranging the furniture while nobody’s looking....

If you needed another reason to pull your children from public schools, look no further than this latest near-tragedy. The shadow falling across our nation is not an accidental byproduct of a few “troubled” individuals—it is the inevitable destination of a...

These ... clowns. Literal clowns. Some dude, draped in cheap polyester sequins and a wig that reeks of desperation, sits there. He’s playing pretend with kids. He’s wearing a caricature of womanhood like a skin suit, and he’s doing it in front of a child.“Do I look...

There’s a pattern in the charismatic movement—and once you see it, you can’t unsee it. Another leader crashes. Another “movement” staggers. Another circle of loyalists scrambles to explain, reinterpret, salvage. Not repent, but salvage. Not submit to Scripture, but...