What is a Woman? My Take on Reality
What is a woman?
It’s a question that, until recently, was as simple as asking what water is. Yet somehow, in the labyrinth of modern intellectual decay, even this fundamental truth has been dragged into the cultural quicksand.
A woman is, quite obviously, an adult human female—a biological reality as plain and immutable as gravity itself. Yet we are now told that truth bends to the whims of identity, that chromosomes and biology aren’t the determining factors, and that subjective feelings—not objective facts—are what defines reality. If this is the wisdom of the age, then wisdom has become a jester, and its court is chaos.
The church is supposed to be the pillar of truth in a world that loves the lie. And yet, some corners of Christendom now stand slack-jawed, fumbling to "engage the culture" or “navigate the complexities” of gender ideology.
Have they forgotten that the Church’s role is not to cater to the culture but to confront it? Not to massage its delusions but to demolish them with the hammer of God’s Word?
How is it that a body charged with proclaiming the unchanging truths of God has found itself mumbling platitudes about “compassion” and “diversity” while failing to defend the reality of male and female? Is the salt losing its savor? Or is it being diluted by spineless shepherds who fear the wrath of man more than the wrath of God?
To be clear, this debate is not about compassion, inclusion, or any of the other cloying slogans pumped out by the propaganda machine. It’s about rebellion. The insistence that a man can be a woman or vice versa is not a cry for understanding—it is a fist shaken at the Creator Himself.
It is the serpent’s whisper in the garden, dressed up in modern jargon… “Did God actually say male and female He created them?”
And what is the Church’s response? Whether it’s JD Greear urging us to use “pronoun hospitality” or Preston Sprinkle platforming men in dresses during his “church” conferences, too often, it’s a cowardly shuffle backward. It’s as if retreating will somehow placate the culture’s fury. But retreat only emboldens rebellion. Appeasement never satisfies—it feeds the beast.