Another June. Another rainbow-draped spectacle. Another thirty days of corporations, politicians, activists, public schools, public libraries, and increasingly apostate churches competing to see who can bow the lowest before the gods of the sexual revolution.
This time, the scene unfolds at Cathedral of Hope in Dallas, Texas, a church affiliated with the United Church of Christ that has spent years positioning itself as a religious arm of the LGBT movement. During a public gathering surrounded by “pride” imagery and drag performers, the congregation recited a prayer-like pledge that sounded like a campaign platform for Satan.
Listen to their own words:
“We commit ourselves to be the people of faith and to stand for justice, who proclaim love, and who defend the rights of all people. We recognize that all people are made in the loving image of God, no matter who they are, how they dress or express themselves, or who they love.”
That opening line always sounds so warm, doesn’t it? So gentle. So harmless. Then comes the bait-and-switch. The image of God becomes disconnected from sin, repentance, holiness, judgment, redemption, and every other category that Christianity has historically understood to accompany it. The image remains. Everything else gets tossed overboard like excess cargo.
Then the congregation continued:
“We celebrate with this divine diversity and we commit to living up the voices of the LGBT across the community and relating spaces for everyone.”
“Divine diversity.”
There it is. The rainbow religious creed in two words.
The modern sexual revolution can never simply be tolerated. It can never merely be left alone. It must be celebrated. Applauded. Sanctified. Wrapped in religious language and presented as a sacred object worthy of reverence. The activists demanded acceptance years ago. They demanded affirmation after that. Now they demand liturgy.
And swine houses like this are eager to provide it.
The pledge goes on:
“They are often targets of hate and violence, but we know that they are powerful and resilient people who show us what it means to be truly authentic and expressive.”
Imagine standing in a church and hearing that.
The apostles pointed people to Christ.
The prophets pointed people to God.
John the Baptist pointed people to the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world.
Cathedral of Hope points people to drag queens and sodomites as examples of what it means to be “truly authentic and expressive.”
What a tragic downgrade.
What a miserable exchange.
The smell of incense has been replaced with the stale odor of a San Francisco brothel and modern identity politics. The language of redemption has been traded for the language of self-discovery. The cross has been shoved into a corner while the rainbow flag occupies center stage.
And still they weren’t finished:
“We encourage to be allies to the proud community, recognizing their full humanity and their incredible contributions to our world. We embrace radical inclusivity and work to dismantle systems of oppression. We will fight against all forms of hate, prejudice, and intolerance and work to build a world that affirms and celebrates every person’s unique identity and gifts.”
Notice how the entire thing revolves around affirmation, celebration, identity, allyship, inclusion, and activism.
No mention of repentance.
No mention of salvation.
No mention of forgiveness.
No mention of Christ’s atoning work.
No mention of the resurrection.
No mention of the gospel.
Because, like Satan, they are opposed to these things.
A confused visitor could sit through that entire spectacle and walk away believing Christianity is primarily about affirming people exactly as they are and celebrating whatever identity they have chosen for themselves.
And that is precisely why this sort of thing grieves me.
The mockery is obvious. The foolishness practically writes itself. Drag performers standing near church altars while congregations recite pledges to “divine diversity” sounds like satire somebody would have invented twenty years ago to warn about where the mainline denominations were headed.
Yet here we are.
June of 2026.
An entire month where this stuff gets blasted into our faces from every direction imaginable. Schools. Television. Streaming platforms. Government agencies. Corporations. Sports leagues. Churches.
“Churches.”
That last one still lands like a brick.
Because the rainbow banners eventually come down. The corporate logos eventually return to normal. The politicians eventually move on to the next fashionable cause. But churches are supposed to belong to Christ.
This place will burn in Hell.
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