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There’s an old saying about foxes guarding henhouses. It turns out the Presbytery of Western North Carolina has taken that metaphor and cranked it up to eleven, not just letting the foxes guard the chickens, but setting up a cozy little Airbnb for them right inside...
Once upon a time, Southern Baptists knew what a pastor was. Not that it was ever complicated. The Bible, clear as a bell, lays it out—a pastor is a man, called by God, qualified by Scripture, and entrusted with the shepherding of the flock. And for a while, the SBC...
You may remember Jamal Bryant, a master manipulator who cloaks his racial demagoguery in the theatrics of a charismatic preacher. I’ve written about him before. From comparing Kamala Harris to Esther to proposing marijuana farms on church property, Bryant has never...
JT Inglish, lead pastor of Storyline Church in Arvada, Colorado, has been appointed to serve on the SBC’s Committee on Committees for the 2025 annual meeting. This influential position helps shape the future leadership of the denomination, making it all the more...
The lights dim. A soft purple haze spreads across the stage, a carefully manufactured mist rising from hidden fog machines like some mystical veil between heaven and earth. The lead singer, a guy with the vocal timbre of a teenage boy penning poetry in his journal,...
Paula White is trash. There, I said it. She's a false teacher, a peddler of snake oil, a carnival barker draped in pseudo-Christian robes, hawking a gospel of greed with all the theological depth of a used car salesman promising that a lemon will last forever. She is...
If we’ve seen nothing in the last decade or so, we’ve seen a massive influx of cultural decline and gender confusion. In the midst of this, soon-to-be Vice President JD Vance strides onto the battlefield like a general rallying his troops. Speaking at CPAC, he didn’t...
Wheaton College, a school that was once known for its firm stance on biblical orthodoxy, now serves as an all-you-can-eat buffet for theological drift. The latest spectacle? David Bennett, a Revoice speaker, prancing onto the stage in an exaggerated, overtly feminine...
Jessica Bates was a mother of five, a woman who knew what it meant to love, to sacrifice, to open her home to those in need. She wasn’t asking for much—just the chance to take in a child from Oregon’s foster care system, a system that, incidentally, never seems to...
Mike Todd has been off the radar for a while, but every now and then, he rears his head, begging for a response to something so cringeworthy—and blasphemous—that it demands attention. You may remember Mike Todd from that time he turned tithing into a million-dollar...
There was a time when mocking God was a dangerous business. There was a time when scorning His people carried a cost. And there was a time when conservative Christians in America weren’t the preferred punching bags of Hollywood’s sneering elites. But that time is long...
Rick Warren stepped in it, and now he’s scrambling to clean up the mess. A few days ago, he tweeted out a mind-numbingly shallow take, twisting John 19:18 into a ham-fisted political metaphor, suggesting that the "real Jesus," because he was crucified between two...
Rick Warren has never been known for theological depth, but every once in a while, he manages to produce something so astoundingly ridiculous that it demands a response. His latest tweet is a shining example. In a bizarre attempt at political commentary, Warren claims...
The Southern Baptist Convention’s Ethics & Religious Liberty Commission (ERLC) is, at this point, nothing more than a self-righteous speed bump on the road to actual justice. And at the helm of this sputtering, compromised machine sits Brent Leatherwood, the kind...
In the ancient world, the sick and dying would embark on desperate pilgrimages to the sanctuaries of Asclepius, the Greek god of healing. These were not hospitals. These were temples—shrines of mysticism where hope and illusion walked hand in hand. Scattered across...
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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...
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