The Gospel-Centered Child Sacrifice Coalition

Meet the Christians who think Baal just needs a hug and a good statement of faith.

They told me tone was everything. That truth could wait. That unity mattered more than clarity—as if God would smile on a divided front that still spills blood.

So they built a coalition.

Not to abolish evil, but to manage it.

They called it “gospel-centered.”
They said they were “winsome.”

And then they held hands with Baal.

Because compromise, they told me, is how you “change culture.”

Let me introduce you to the new religious order:

They preach Jesus on Sunday and write heartbeat bills on Monday.
They say “image of God” but legislate like Darwin.
They weep over sin—so long as it’s far enough along to vote.

They don’t deny that abortion is murder.
They just schedule it.

Strategically.
Mercifully.
Incrementally.

And when confronted, they quote Paul out of context, name-drop Bonhoeffer, and accuse abolitionists of being “unloving.”

Meanwhile, the children still die.
But now it’s with evangelical approval.

Let me ask you something:

If you had the power to end child sacrifice today—but didn’t—because it might make you look extreme… what spirit are you listening to?

You think the devil minds your heartbeat laws?

He loves them.

They train the next generation to believe personhood begins at cardiac activity—not conception.
They reinforce the lie that some humans aren’t fully human yet.
They codify the very premises Roe was built on—just with less blood.

Congratulations.

You’ve slowed the death rate.
You’ve taught the culture how to tolerate it.
You’ve made yourself look reasonable—while the altars still burn.

You are the new high priests of passive rebellion.

You write legislation that protects the “viable” and abandon the rest.
You speak of prudence while children scream in the darkness.

And when judgment comes?

You won’t be able to say, “We didn’t know.”

You’ll say, “We knew… but the polling wasn’t in our favor.”
You’ll say, “We wanted unity.”
You’ll say, “We were gospel-centered.”

As if God would applaud the half-measure.
As if Jesus went halfway to the cross.

You can’t regulate a demon.
You can’t broker a treaty with Molech.

You kill it.
Burn it.
Tear down its altar and salt the ground.

But that would cost you.

It would cost your donor base.
Your political access.
Your platform.

So instead, you build coalitions.
And you call them Christian.
And you wonder why the fire still falls.

Woe unto you, scribes of strategy. Pharisees of prudence.

You tithe your talking points and neglect the weightier matters of the law:

Justice.
Mercy.
Truth.

The blood cries out.

But your coalition is still negotiating

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