Deconstruction is the Highway to Sexual Anarchy

You’ve heard of deconstruction, it’s a term being tossed around increasingly frequently within Christian circles. But what exactly is deconstruction? It’s the trendy, intellectual-sounding label for what’s really just old-fashioned doubt dressed up in new clothes.

Deconstruction is the process of taking your faith apart, piece by piece, under the guise of “reexamining” or “reevaluating” what you believe. It sounds harmless enough—who doesn’t want to own their faith? But in practice, it rarely stops at asking questions. Instead, it most often becomes a full-scale demolition job, where every doctrine, every biblical command, and every truth is pried apart until the whole thing collapses.

Think of deconstruction as the spiritual equivalent of calling the fire department to come burn your house down. It’s presented as an intellectual exercise—a noble quest to strip away the supposed "man-made" elements of faith and find something pure underneath.

But the reality? Deconstruction isn’t about finding truth, it’s about running from it. And let’s not pretend otherwise. It’s about tearing down biblical authority brick by brick until the structure no longer says "No" to your desires.

And if you look closely, tear away the veneer, you can clearly see the rotting corpse underneath. The pattern is unmistakable. Deconstruction is almost always a thinly veiled highway to sexual anarchy.

I’ve watched it happen over and over again. It always starts the same way. Someone claims they’re just asking “honest questions,” just “wrestling with doubts.” Fair enough—questions aren’t the problem. But pay attention to where those questions always lead. It’s never just about the problem of evil or the reliability of the Gospels. No, it inevitably zeroes in on one thing: sex.

And why? I submit to you that it is because sexual sin is the one area where people want God to be silent. It’s the one area where they’re not looking for answers—they’re looking for permission. Deconstruction is the ultimate exercise in rewriting the rules to suit yourself, and the rules that get rewritten first are always the ones that tell you who you can and cannot sleep with or how you are to present your body before the Lord.

Think I’m wrong? There is plenty of anecdotal evidence. I don’t mean the big names who’ve taken their deconstruction stories public—though there are plenty of those. Whether it be Joshua Harris, who left his wife and abandoned his faith to march in pride parades, or Jars of Clay’s lead singer, Daniel Hastletine, who traded his platform of worship for the applause of homosexuals.

Or maybe you’re thinking of Jen Hatmaker, who conveniently "discovered" a more inclusive theology the moment her daughter came out as a lesbian, or the lead singer of Switchfoot, who couldn’t denounce biblical sexual ethics fast enough to throw his support behind the lesbian “Christian” artist, Semler.

Or perhaps the former frontman of Caedmon’s Call, Derek Webb, who exchanged gospel for a dress or any of the other dozens of popular names out there who have abandoned the faith to embrace some form of sexual immorality.

Deconstruction is the thread that ties it all together. It’s the common denominator in every story of compromise, every act of rebellion dressed up as enlightenment, and every attempt to baptize sin in the name of "love." It’s not just a crack in the foundation—it’s a bulldozer, tearing through everything sacred to make room for whatever the culture demands next.

But again, I’ mot just talking about these, I am talking about the quiet stories you’ve seen and heard in your own circles. The pastor who suddenly “rethinks” his stance on homosexuality after one too many nights alone with his computer screen. The worship leader who decides God is okay with her moving in with her boyfriend because, after all, "Jesus is love."