What used to be red flags are now celebrated signals. In the 1970s, it was Jonestown. In the 1990s, it was Waco. Today, it is commonplace. We’ve normalized dysfunction and far too much of American Christianity has assumed the role of conductor on the crazy train.

If it's true, as the old hymn goes, that they'll know we are Christians by our love, American right-wing Christianity is failing the litmus test. It is written: "Woe to those who make unjust laws, to those who issue oppressive decrees, to deprive the poor of their rights and withhold justice from the oppressed of my people, making widows their prey and robbing the orphan." (Isaiah 10:1-2)

For some reason we insist on complicating Jesus. The grave could not contain Him. Yet we have the audacity to be believe that our theology can.

The redemptive message of the Prince of Peace never involved force, division, narcissism, showmanship, or cruelty. He was, in His own words, “gentle and humble in heart.” (Matthew 11:28-30)

J. Basil Dannebohm offers a cogent analysis of an IRS statement that permits pastors to endorse political candidates from the pulpit, warning that wandering souls will likely make their way to greener pastures.

J. Basil Dannebohm evaluates the similarities and differences between the late Pope Francis and the newly elected Pope Leo XIV.

J. Basil Dannebohm examines the peaceful passing of Pope Francis, who many MAGA Catholics called a "dictator pope," contrasting his death with other dictators.

J. Basil Dannebohm reflects on the hypocrisy of religious and political extremism.

J. Basil Dannebohm offers thoughts of hope in spite of the Christian Nationalist movement.

J. Basil Dannebohm reflects on the need to be more forgiving of our neighbors.

J. Basil Dannebohm examines the latest influx of podcasters aimed at influencing Christendom.

J. Basil Dannebohm reflects on the obligation each of us has to foster peace in our world.

J. Basil Dannebohm reflects on the myth that somebody doesn't want us to say Merry Christmas.

J. Basil Dannebohm reflects on the inevitable damage that occurs within a parish when a priest becomes too obsessed with worldly noise.

I am convinced beyond measure, the only men in dresses preying on children are members of the clergy. I am likewise convinced that the only regret on the part of the Church is that the wolves in sheep’s clothing continue to get caught.