Remember a few years ago when the former CEO of Chick-fil-A quite literally prostrated himself in public before the rapper Lecrae? Shoes off. Head bowed. Cameras rolling. What was sold as “humility” was, in reality, something far more revealing. It was a moment when America’s most famously Christian fast-food brand decided that public penance before the cultural left was a virtue worth performing.

That was the moment.
Not the first crack, but the moment the trajectory became undeniable.

Up until then, Chick-fil-A had at least attempted to maintain the appearance of a company shaped by Christian conviction rather than cultural pressure. Closed on Sundays. Publicly Christian leadership. A willingness—however imperfect—to say no to certain demands from the LGBTQ lobby.

Then came the retreat.

First, the quiet abandonment of Christian charities like the Salvation Army and Fellowship of Christian Athletes, replaced with organizations openly aligned with progressive sexual politics. This wasn’t an accident or a misunderstanding. It was a deliberate reorientation of moral priorities, dressed up as “neutrality.”

Then came the racialized guilt theater. Dan Cathy kneeling to shine Lecrae’s shoes wasn’t humility. It was symbolism—an act meant to communicate submission, not repentance. And symbolism matters. It always has. Scripture understands this better than modern evangelicals ever seem to.

From there, the drift accelerated.

Chick-fil-A formalized its embrace of Diversity, Equity, and Inclusion, importing the moral framework of the corporate progressive world wholesale—an ideology rooted in grievance, identity politics, and enforced affirmation. Whatever vestiges of Christian moral distinctiveness remained were now subordinated to HR-approved orthodoxy.

Fast-forward to today.

Now we have Chick-fil-A locations using official social media channels to celebrate homosexual unions—not merely tolerating them, not quietly ignoring them, but publicly praising them.

The image is unmistakable.

Two men posed in front of a Chick-fil-A storefront. In one photo, one is cradled in the other’s arms like a bridal carry, grinning for the camera. In another, the two embrace, smiling, framed deliberately beneath the Chick-fil-A logo. The caption congratulates them on their recent marriage, complete with heart emojis and corporate cheer.

This is not accidental.
This is not “just a franchise.”
This is not “out of context.”

This is the fruit of a long, intentional shift and enabled by a corporate leadership hell-bent on distorting the legend of an organization that once existed to glorify God.

Marriage has been openly mocked and replaced with a counterfeit, and Chick-fil-A’s brand is being used to celebrate it. The institution God established in Genesis and affirmed by Christ Himself is now reduced to a prop for social approval.

Against a company that once traded—however inconsistently—on Christian moral capital, and is now eager to signal its alignment with the world’s standards. Against leadership that chose applause over obedience. Against a brand that has moved from Christian to cringe by adopting the moral language of inclusion while discarding the authority of God.

You don’t get to keep the aesthetic of Christianity while gutting its substance. You don’t get to invoke “values” while celebrating what God calls sin. And you don’t drift this far by accident.

This didn’t start with a Facebook post in Utah. It started on a stage, with a pair of shoes, a CEO prostrated before his idol, and a decision—spoken or not—that Chick-fil-A would rather be affirmed by the culture than stand apart from it.