Worshipping at the Altar of Power

They say you can’t serve both God and money, but some churches are trying to squeeze in God, money, guns, and a Trump autographed copy of Project 2025.

They’ve taken pulpits meant to preach liberation and turned them into loudspeakers for empire.
They’ve traded in the Prince of Peace for the flag of one nation, the gospel for grievance, and the biblical bias for the poor for political clout.
And then they had the nerve to call it Christianity.

Let’s be clear: this isn’t patriotism gone too far.
This is idolatry with a Bible in one hand and a voter suppression bill in the other.
This is the worship of power dressed up in Sunday best.
This is the golden calf holding a Bible it never read and humming “God Bless America.”

And if you think I’m being dramatic, you haven’t been paying attention.

The God of Guns, Flags, and Control

This false religion doesn’t need prayer.
It needs control.

It doesn’t love enemies.
It targets them.

It doesn’t bless the poor.
It blames them.

It doesn’t turn the other cheek.
It stands its ground, locks and loads, and calls it “holiness.”

Christian Nationalism doesn’t follow Jesus,
it uses his name like a brand logo on a bomb.

It kneels before the idols of whiteness, patriarchy, and state violence
and calls them “God’s plan.”

And make no mistake:
If Jesus walked into one of these “God and Country” worship nights,
he wouldn’t raise a flag,
he’d start flipping podiums.

We’ve Been Here Before

You know the story.

Moses is gone for a hot minute, and the people start panicking.
They melt down their gold, fashion themselves a shiny god,
and say, “This. This is what saved us. This is who we follow now.”

The golden calf wasn’t just about idolatry.
It was about fear.
It was about control.
It was about making a god you can see, touch, and weaponize.

Sound familiar?

Christian Nationalism is just the golden calf in new boots.
It promises security.
It demands obedience.
And it asks you to sacrifice truth, compassion, and justice at its altar.

Jesus Didn’t Die for This

Let’s put this plainly.

Jesus didn’t die so you could ban books, gerrymander districts, and bully trans kids in his name.
Jesus didn’t rise so you could wrap the gospel in a flag and pledge allegiance to empire.
Jesus didn’t call disciples to win elections.

He called them to feed people, heal people, and tear down the systems that crush people.

And before you pull out Romans 13,
don’t you dare quote Paul to justify fascism
when you ignore everything Jesus ever said about the poor, the stranger, and the peacemakers.

This Is a Heresy, Call It What It Is

Christian Nationalism isn’t just “problematic.”
It’s not “a matter of opinion.”
It’s a theological heresy.

It replaces the God of justice with the idol of power.
It replaces neighbor love with national loyalty.
It replaces the Beatitudes with bootstraps and border walls.

And it’s spreading like wildfire
in pulpits too scared to preach truth
and pews too comfortable to question the lies.

Final Benediction (from the Wilderness, Not the Empire)

If your worship serves power more than people,
you’re not in church,
you’re at a rally with a steeple.

If your Jesus only loves the ones with guns, badges, and voting records you approve of,
you didn’t find the gospel,
you found a god molded in your own image.

And if your faith can survive white nationalism,
but not drag queens, refugees, or public school history lessons,
then it’s time to melt down your golden calf and start over.

Because Love doesn’t bow to flags.

Love flips tables.
Love breaks chains.
Love leaves the empire trembling.