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The Cancer of Effeminate Worship in the Modern Church

The Cancer of Effeminate Worship in the Modern Church

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,...

The Selective Outrage Over Trump’s Faith Advisor is Nauseating

The Selective Outrage Over Trump’s Faith Advisor is Nauseating

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...

The Modern-Day Nicodemite Evangelicals

The Modern-Day Nicodemite Evangelicals

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...

Hatred for Christianity is Fueled From Within

Hatred for Christianity is Fueled From Within

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...

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Christianity Today’s Gospel of Guilt and Ideological Compost Heap

Christianity Today’s Gospel of Guilt and Ideological Compost Heap

Amazingly, in the broad field of journalism and opining, there are people so self-satisfied, so enamored with their own perceived cleverness, that you can almost hear them sniggering while typing out their next piece. Andy Olsen's "Invasion Theology," published in...

TLC Features Man in a Dress on “Say Yes to the Dress”

TLC Features Man in a Dress on “Say Yes to the Dress”

There was a time—believe it or not—when television served some modest purpose beyond rotting the minds of its audience into room-temperature gelatin. There was a time when entertainment required talent. When it at least pretended to nod toward decency. When people...

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