Chaos. Sex. Jesus?

The Sad Posture of the "Theoretically" "Organized" "Protest"ant Church Part III

Jul 18, 2025

The Self-Abandonment of the West

The Protestant church, which should have taken dominion, instead fled from the West—retreating into pietism, revivalism, or denominational politics, while the Old Gods were enthroned over the stones.

Part 1. Part 2.

Part IX: Hecate Rising – Gender Chaos and the War on the Image of God

Feminism at the Crossroads. Again?

In the ancient world, Hecate ruled the thresholds. She stood at the crossroads, the shadowed margins where categories collapse—overseer of moonlight and madness, witchcraft and transformation, feminine inversion and mutilation. Hers was the power of liminality: to blur, to bend, to bind. No longer worshiped in marble temples or blackened groves, she reigns again—this time enthroned in gender clinics and public schools, in pride parades and legislative halls, in social feeds and influencer pulpits.

She whispers in the shadows of the modern mind: “There is no male. No female. Only becoming.” “Form is a prison. Identity is choice. The image is fluid.” And the West, severed from Christ and starving for meaning, has believed her.

The Image of God Under Assault

In the beginning, God made man in His image—binary and bounded: male and female. Flesh and spirit. Rooted and resurrected. Dust and glory. But under Hecate’s spell, this creational clarity is undone. Gender is called a construct. Biology is deemed oppression. Parenthood is rendered negotiable. Children are transformed into accessories of adult self-expression.

Creation has been rebranded as performance. Boys are told they may become girls. Girls are taught that motherhood is slavery. Doctors mutilate bodies with the blessing of the state. And the Church, too often, remains polite—neither crying out in protest nor weeping in lament.

Transgression as Sacrament

What we face is not confusion but a counterfeit religion—a rival cosmology. In Hecate’s cult, hormones are sacraments. Surgery is baptism. Pronouns are liturgy. Drag is clergy. Pride is the holy month. And the altar is the mirror, where the self is worshiped as god.

This new creed declares, “We will make man in our image, according to our desire, by our power.” It is Babel in flesh. It is Eden reversed. It is the serpent’s ancient promise injected into the bloodstream: “You shall be as gods.”

The Church’s Failure to Guard the Body

Where was the Church? Instead of guarding the image of God, too many pastors said nothing. Some blessed the delusion. Others whispered soft words—“we’re all broken”—while children were led to the knife. Seminaries trained men to parse Greek participles, but not to protect women and children from the cult of self.

The silence betrays Genesis. The cowardice revolts against the Incarnation. For to deny the body is to deny the Gospel itself. Christ took on flesh not to escape it, but to redeem it. The body matters. The body testifies.

Rebuilding the Walls of Sexual Order

To confront this spiritual plague, the Church must rebuild what it has forsaken. It must proclaim the glory of fatherhood and the honor of motherhood. It must uphold the permanence of marriage and the gift of the created order as unalterable. It must honor the natural law carved into bone and breath.

This is not cruelty—it is mercy. To affirm reality is to love. To speak truth is to heal. The world stands at the crossroads again. And the Church must not blink.

And the Final God Descends

As Hecate holds court over gender, another ancient power descends—Zeus, king of the old gods. The liar. The rapist. The tyrant veiled in charm. He no longer comes as storm-bringer, but as Father of the World—offering order without Christ, peace without the Cross, and judgment without grace.

The false gods are returning. The West is bowing again. But the true King is not dethroned. And His people must rise—at the crossroads—to testify.

Part X: Zeus Enthroned – The Return of Tyranny and the False Fatherhood of the State

“They say, ‘We have no king, for we do not fear the LORD.’” — Hosea 10:3

The Sky Father Returns in a New Form

Zeus, once the thunder-wielding king of Olympus, ruled with a scepter of law and lust. He embodied authority without humility, justice without mercy—a counterfeit majesty. Where Christ reigns by the Cross, conquering through sacrifice, Zeus returns as a parody of fatherhood: domineering, demanding, and false.

He comes whispering promises: “I will protect you. I will rule you. I will feed you. Just surrender.” He no longer wears mythic robes but modern vestments—cloaked in bureaucracy and global power. Today he is enthroned as the welfare state, the surveillance regime, the central bank, the international order, and the rule of law without grace. His temples are government buildings, his priests are policy-makers, and his worship is dependency.

The Replacement of God with Government

As the Church abandoned its duties, the State assumed them. Pietism surrendered dominion. Revivalism forgot discipleship. Denominationalism fractured unity. Into this vacuum stepped Zeus.

He fed the poor in place of the deacons. He educated the children instead of the fathers. He healed the sick where elders once anointed. He judged the people where the Church once stood firm. And the people said yes. “Let the State be our father. Let it give us peace. Let it decide what is good and evil.” The chaos of sin begged for order, and Zeus offered a cold, metallic substitute.

Zeus Rules Through Fear

Zeus does not desire your love—only your obedience. His power is mechanized fear: taxation that enslaves, surveillance that shames, mandates that mutilate, propaganda that pacifies, licenses that control. You may eat, so long as you comply. But if you preach Christ as King, prepare to meet his lightning.

The Church’s Covenant with Caesar

Rather than resist, many churches courted him. Worship services were shaped not by holiness, but by regulatory compliance. Pulpits were muted by legal codes. Doctrine was sanded smooth by tolerance. Pastors became non-profit managers rather than shepherds of souls.

Once, “Jesus is Lord” meant defiance against empires. Now, it is muttered under fluorescent lights, beneath bureaucratic flags. “Render unto Caesar,” they say, forgetting the King’s own words: “All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to Me.” The Church, in fear of disorder, made peace with Zeus—and called it wisdom.

The True Father Returns to Judge

Zeus is no father. He is a usurper. His power is a mask. There is only one Father: the Maker of heaven and earth, who gave His Son to crush the tyrants with the might of the Cross. And His judgment begins with His own household.

The Church must tear down the altars of statist salvation. It must preach Christ as King—not only of hearts, but of nations. It must train men to govern as fathers, not abdicate like hirelings. It must recover courage, hierarchy, and justice beneath the rule of the Lamb. The State is a servant—not a savior. And when it seeks to rule as god, it must be rebuked.

The Twelve-Fold Retreat Reversed

Ten idols stand revealed—each a parasite feeding on the throne that belongs to Christ alone. But the reckoning is not the end. The King is not finished. The story is not over. The retreat shall be reversed. The Cross shall rise again at the crossroads.

Part XI: The Cry of the Stones – How Creation Testifies Against a Coward Church

“I tell you that if these should keep silent, the stones would immediately cry out.” — Luke 19:40

The Stones Remember

Before there were pulpits, there were pillars of fire. Before there were cathedrals, there were crude altars of piled stone—witnesses of covenant, sacrifice, and awe. Long before Christ rode into Zion, creation itself trembled in expectation, testifying with earthquakes and wind and flame. But now, after generations of ecclesial silence—after pulpits shrank before idols, after sermons softened into self-help, and the fire faded from the Church’s tongue—the stones begin to cry out once more.

They cry out against injustice. They cry out against blood in the streets and blood in the womb. They cry out against the mutilation of bodies and the profanation of words. They cry out against a Bride who once wore glory, now clothed in compromise. When the Church grows silent, the stones remember. And they do not forget the King.

Creation Itself Testifies Against Us

The ground groans beneath poisoned industry and buried children. The sky is smeared with chemical fire and the arrogance of Babel. The seas churn as nations pour filth into the womb of the deep. The stars align in prophetic symmetry, and still the Church slumbers. Beasts of the field mourn while men mutilate their sons and daughters and laugh.

Creation was not made to be neutral. It was designed to echo, reflect, and resound with the glory of the Word. Now it bears witness—not only against the rebellion of man, but against the silence of those who were called to speak. The Bride is complicit in her quietude. And the stones are shouting her judgment.

The Church That Lost Her Song

She once sang psalms that defied tyrants. She once chanted creeds that thundered at the gates of hell. Her tongue once burned with Pentecostal fire and could not be tamed. But now?

She debates instruments. She fragments over styles. She sings for the crowd, not the throne. And when the idols march in procession, she smiles nervously and claps along. No wonder the rocks cry out—they must take her place.

Cosmic Covenant and the Evidence of Judgment

Paul wrote that the invisible things of God are clearly seen in creation. But when man suppresses this truth, wrath is revealed. The signs are not subtle:

Earthquakes that rend the ground. Floods that erase towns. Plagues that humble empires. Famines that starve nations. Madness in rulers. Affection turned to perversion.

These are not climate anomalies. They are not random acts of nature. They are covenantal signals—echoes of Leviticus and the Prophets. The land itself is vomiting out what defiles it. The Bride’s silence does not stay heaven’s hand.

The Path Back Through the Threshold of Stone

Yet even as the stones cry judgment, they remember resurrection. Christ was laid upon a stone, wrapped in death, buried within stone—and from stone He rose. He is the Cornerstone, the Rock of offense, the Living Stone rejected by builders. And He promised: “Upon this rock I will build My Church, and the gates of hell shall not prevail.”

The stones are not silent. Nor shall we be.

Part XII: The Return of the King – Christ, Conquest, and the Dominion Yet to Come

“He must reign till He has put all enemies under His feet.” — 1 Corinthians 15:25

The King Never Retreated

Christ has never lost a battle. He has never surrendered ground. The rise of idols did not catch Him unaware. The retreat of pulpits did not unseat His throne. The Lamb was slain, but He is not silent. He reigns now—presently, actively, and in the midst of His enemies.

“All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to Me.”

That was not a future pledge. It is a royal decree. While the West burns, while the Church cowers, while false gods dance atop broken altars—the King reigns. The crowned Christ, crucified yet risen, conquers even now. And He shall not yield.

What Dominion Never Meant

Dominion is not empire. It is not about expanding borders or commanding armies. It is not the lust for power dressed in ecclesial robes. Dominion has never meant political domination, cultural colonization, or militant assimilation.

Dominion means image-bearing. It means sons and daughters of the King reclaiming the ground under their feet—stone by stone, note by note, Word by Word. The Church forgot this when she surrendered the battlefield of meaning:

She forgot that the Gospel is a royal declaration of adoption. She forgot that baptism brands soldiers, and the Table strengthens them for war. She forgot that the Word is not for devotionals only, but for advancing the front. She forgot that Christ’s return is not escape—it is victory.

The Dominion Yet to Come

The idols will fall. The princes of the earth will tremble. The nations will bend—not in negotiation, but in knee and tongue, confessing: “Jesus Christ is Lord.”

He will not return in lowliness, but in glory. He will not suffer again—but strike. He will not plead—but rule with the rod of iron. He will not build His Church anew—but claim His Bride, purified through fire.

And until that day—the saints march. The dominion continues. The King’s conquest proceeds through the obedience of faith.

What the Church Must Do Now

The twelve-fold failure has been traced. The cracks in the walls exposed. But repentance is the door to restoration. The Church must rise—not with slogans or sentiment, but with steel.

She must repent of her fear. She must name the idols. She must reclaim the Word as her weapon. She must train her men to rule well and bleed honorably. She must exhort her women to build and beautify with wisdom. She must welcome her children as arrows, not burdens—made for gates and battle. She must build altars again—altars in homes, in pulpits, in crafts and courts and kitchens.

The Great Commission is not a poetic flourish. It is a royal charge. And it ends not with evacuation—but with the discipling of nations.