How to Spot Babylon
Babylon isn’t a place. It’s a pattern. A spirit that rebuilds itself in every age. Here’s how we know it when we see it.
From Babel to Washington: The March of the Immortal Empire
Babylon didn’t fall. It learned English. Its gods wear new names: Commerce, War, and Liberty, and still demand our worship.
The Immortal Empire: Why Babylon Never Dies
Empires rise. Empires fall. Babylon’s spirit endures. This post kicks off our series on spotting empire and living as holy exiles within it.
We're Just Starting
We’ve named the tension. Now we name the empire. The next series asks what Babylon looks like in the modern world—and how we live faithfully within it.
Citizens of a Different Kingdom: When Faith Becomes a Flag, It Ceases to Be the Gospel
Many American Christians would never say their country is more important than Christ. But look at what we put our hand on our hearts for. These aren’t universal expressions of civic respect; they’re the liturgy of a civil religion. And the early church had a word for that: idolatry.
The Cross, Not the Sword: When Strength Looks Like Surrender
On the Fourth of July, it’s tempting to celebrate power, pride, and protection. But Jesus didn’t carry a flag; He carried a cross. His message wasn’t “Make Israel Great Again,” it was “Lay down your life.” In a world that glorifies the sword, we follow a King who surrendered to save.
You Yourselves Were Once Foreigners: Have We Forgotten?
“You yourselves were once foreigners.” It’s not a political talking point—it’s a core part of biblical identity. If we forget where we came from, we risk forgetting the God who brought us in.
Power Corrupts: And Christians Keep Forgetting That
Every time the Church gains political power, it drifts from Jesus. We justify cruelty, silence the vulnerable, and cozy up to empire. But Jesus said, “Not so with you.” Here’s why power corrupts—and what the gospel calls us to instead.
Why this? Why now? (An Intro)
I didn’t want to enter the culture wars—but I can’t stay silent either. This blog is my attempt at quiet resistance: to follow Jesus faithfully in an age of outrage, fear, and empire. Why a pen name? Why now? Here’s the story.