After watching the saga surrounding a coffee shop owner who was disciplined out of his Southern Baptist church for opposing an ideological and religious takeover of his neighborhood by demon-worshiping foreign nationals, it has become clear that this is a much bigger problem in the church than we care to admit.
The modern religious order has made an idol of unity. It preaches that division is the cardinal sin, that peace must be purchased at any cost, and that truth itself is expendable so long as the handshake looks good for the cameras. Every creed, every cause, every competing morality is thrown into the same melting pot, as if the fire of concession can refine anything but dross.
What was once called discernment is now called bigotry. What was once faithfulness is now labeled hate.
But the Bible never tells us to seek unity at the expense of truth. It tells us to love truth so fiercely that falsehood recoils from it. “Can two walk together,” asked Amos, “unless they be agreed?” That question still burns. Unity without like-mindedness is not fellowship—it’s fusion, and fusion with error never strengthens. It only corrupts.
I watch the modern church clasp hands with every system that denies its Lord, and I wonder if we’ve forgotten that light and darkness do not share space. They can only collide. Rome, Mecca, Salt Lake City, modern Jerusalem—their towers all rise on foundations that reject the cross as finished work. Yet the world, and too many pulpits, call for “solidarity” as though the gospel were a diplomatic treaty instead of a declaration of war on sin.
Rome still insists that grace must be earned. Islam still preaches submission and sexual slavery without redemption. The Talmud still mocks the very Christ it refuses to name. Mormonism still multiplies gods and dethrones the one true King. Each system, in its own way, builds a ladder from earth to heaven and calls it holy.
Scripture calls it Babel.