This is why I have a hard time with the Current Year Christianity (but more specifically, the Episcopal Church). Note the (((Tribe member))) in front as well. This picture was from a Richard Spencer event in Texas. The below is just my personal experience, I consider myself a Christian, but I currently have no physical church. I’m an Episcopal Exile. Below are a series of personal observations that illustrate a depressing future for Christendom.
1. When I went to a Trump rally in Richmond during the primary, out of the small amount of protesters, two stood out to me – two female Episcopal reverends with bull dyke hair and probably sexual degenerates of the highest order.
2. A guy I went to college with is now a Catholic priest – he posts anti-white rhetoric and communist talking points on a daily basis on Facebook. He’s posted somewhere in Texas and based off his comments it seems like his parishioners hate his guts. I believe him to also be a homosexual with mental illness. Imagine my shock.
3. My wife’s childhood friend is in Episcopal seminary – I’ve never met a more left wing person. He once told me that he questioned if Christ was the son of God. He’s also never worked a real job in his life.
4. I haven’t heard the word “sin” in a sermon in over 5 years. The last sermon I heard was about the depopulation of honey bees and the one before that was about “love” (I couldn’t remember anything else).
5. The church I grew up in is now transitioning from High to Low. Our last two rectors have been women. The average age is probably 60. The last three churches I visited all had female reverends and their focus was on their youth group. Their mission trips were to Africa, meanwhile almost 10% of my county lives below the poverty line.
6. A guy I grew up with is now a mega church pastor in Florida. I’ve listened to some of his speeches, they just sound like self-help TED talks. I haven’t heard anything even related to the Bible, it’s about “empowerment.” It comes off as strange and off putting.
7. Only one of my normie friends even goes to church semi-regularly. Of my normie friends, only he and my family say grace before meals and before bed. The rest find it either quaint or bizarre that people thank God before eating.
8. Of all the weddings I’ve ever attended, only three (including my own) have been in an actual church. Of all the weddings I’ve ever attended, only those three actually knew the person officiating the wedding. The locations were either beaches, vineyards or chic country (in a field or barn). The officiate was usually some rent-a-preacher.
9. Other than Alt-Right Christians, I’ve yet to meet a normie Christian® that still thinks homosexuality is a sin. Not IRL, anyway. They seem to be more interested in potluck and coffee hour than salvation.
10. I’ve attended too many Christian fellowship meetings. Nothing of actual importance is ever discussed, other than the next Brunswick stew drive.
I could go on, but I’m concerned for the Church. We need to save it, but can it be saved – with respect to the Episcopal Church?
A scourge to communists, scallywags, hipsters and feminists, Silas Reynolds calls anywhere south of the Potomac his home. He has a penchant for muscle cars, firearms and 80’s action movies.