Somewhere along the way, a new version of Christianity showed up in America. In this version, no Democrat is worthy of Christ, and if that Democrat is Black, it gets even uglier. The rhetoric has turned into Black on Black warfare, not over doctrine, not over holiness, not over the fruit of the Spirit, but over party loyalty. It is ripping at the seams of the Church, especially Black Christians who are already carrying enough weight.
Yes, I said Black. I know people get uncomfortable. I know some folks would rather we use softer language, more “acceptable” language. But it is what it is. I am not interested in pretending my identity disappears when I walk into a sanctuary. I did not become less Black when I became more Christian.
The irony is loud. Many of the same believers who swear the Democratic Party is demonic because of abortion and because of LGBTQ politics will still binge Netflix and Prime like it is communion. They will sing along at concerts with lyrics that mock purity, marriage, and God Himself. They will laugh at jokes that make sin look cute. And it is all crickets. No rebuke. No outrage. No discernment. Just vibes.
But when it comes to politics, suddenly we have “standards.” Suddenly, we have “convictions.” Suddenly, we have a measuring rod that is not Scripture, but a party platform.
Look at how some people talk about Jasmine Crockett. “Too loud.” “Too much.” “Unbecoming.” And yet the same mouths will defend a President whose public life is full of the very traits they say disqualify her. They mock Representative Al Green, but applaud behavior in other leaders that is far more disrespectful, more careless, more arrogant. It is not righteousness driving the critique. It is biased. And some of it is straight up self hatred dressed up as holiness.
Black Christians who lean Democratic are often treated like they are not Christians at all. They get called anti-Christ. They get accused of worshipping false gods. They get labeled as compromised, deceived, or cursed. Meanwhile, Black conservatives can pledge absolute allegiance to the Republican Party and receive automatic “real Christian” status. The party becomes “the party of Jesus,” and somehow that label gives a pass for anything.
Suppress voting rights. “That is order.” Criminalize doctors and turn complicated medical realities into political trophies. “That is justice.” Speak about women as if their lives are disposable unless they are giving birth. “That is biblical.” Treat immigrants and brown people like threats by default. “That is protection.” Selective outrage, selective morals, selective mercy. And then we wonder why people do not trust the Church.
The hypocrisy is staggering, and young people see it with clearer eyes than we want to admit. They are not leaving because they hate God. Many are leaving because they cannot reconcile the Jesus we preach with the cruelty we practice. They have watched believers turn faith into a weapon, Scripture into a slogan, and discipleship into a voting guide. So they choose no affiliation. They choose distance. They decide voting does not matter. They focus on self-preservation and personal peace because the Church has not shown them a safe place to wrestle, grow, and heal.
This is not a small drift. This is doctrinal decay. We have replaced the Kingdom of God with the kingdoms of men. We have confused patriotism with holiness. We have traded the cross for a flag and called it revival.
And if we are honest, this is not new. The same spirit that produced the Slave Bible is still alive, the same spirit that trimmed Scripture down to what kept power intact. It is still here when Christians only quote Romans 13 to demand obedience, but ignore the prophets who rebuked corrupt rulers. It is still here when people preach “law and order” yet lack the courage to condemn injustice. It is still here when the image of God in Black people is treated as optional, conditional, or political.
I will not separate my Blackness from my faith, no more than Moses could separate his calling from his people, no more than he could pretend his marriage did not challenge the prejudices around him. God did not save me to make me silent. God did not fill me with His Spirit so I could bow to party idols. I belong to Christ first, and Christ is not running for office.
I was recently on a live feed with a Black Christian minister. He was bashing Chicago, boasting about his love for the governor of Texas, and how he was glad he shipped immigrants from Texas to sanctuary cities. It was a proud boastfulness that was eerie and embarrassing for any Christian. Therein lies the issue and the rise of the Fourth Reich, when Christians align with supremacy and no one to stand with when that same supremacy knocks on their door. Sound familiar? I have heard sermons on everything in Black Conservative churches except the Epstein Files. Gays and Abortion are easy targets for their pulpits. The threat of Islamic Imperialism is an easy target. But not pedophiles and rapists; not corruption and bullying; not billions to other countries, while Americans are on the threat of losing their healthcare. Nope, Jesus will cure all of that stuff, just have faith, and believe. UGH!!!!
If our Christianity requires us to hate our own, to mock our own, to deny our own humanity, then it is not Christianity. It is self-hatred in religious clothing. And I refuse to wear it.
