I came across this excellent piece by Virgil Walker, entitled “The Moment the Mask Slipped: How Christian Nationalism Opened the Door to Ethnic Hostility.” Extremely well-written, poignant, and so needed in the present hour. I also appreciate how he writes from a position of real sympathy for nationalism, patriotism, and acknowledgment of racial diversity—at least, as defined with confessional “guardrails.” This is hardly another tired liberal, globalist harangue, tone-deaf to real fears and grievances of young white Americans. In doing this, I think he meets those ‘halfway’ who find themselves drawn to the more radical online provocateurs out there.
I haven’t fact-checked this. What little I have done lends credibility to this account. But if anyone has evidence to the contrary, send me a note: michael@reformedparish.com.
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There are moments in cultural life when an undercurrent becomes undeniable—when quiet tremors surge into a cultural earthquake.
This week was one of those moments.
A friend and brother in Christ, Alex Kocman, posted a simple photo of his adopted son turning thirteen. A family milestone. A request for prayer. A moment Christians should instinctively celebrate.
But the post detonated into more than seven million views.
And what followed wasn’t merely disagreement. It wasn’t a debate about prudence or policy.
It was ethnic hostility.
Open. Public. Unmasked.
Comments attacking the child’s dignity.
Insinuations that a white father “wasted his time” on a black boy.
Suggestions that adoption should be limited to “your own kind.”
Warnings that interracial families “destroy the West.”
Accusations that bringing a child into the home from another ethnicity is “inviting a foreigner into your bloodline.”
And here’s what matters:
Many of those voices weren’t from atheists, leftists, or anonymous trolls.
They came from people who openly identify with Christian Nationalism.
Not the entire movement.
But a growing, vocal, unrestrained wing of it.
And that’s exactly what I warned about long before this week.
West Port Experiment 
This is nothing new. In ’69 and ’70 I attended the United (HA!) Methodist Church in the nice part of town and my boyfriend attended the Mexican Methodist Church across the tracks. Our friendship was not welcome. The theater in town forbid the Mexicans the lobby which was reserved only for “white” folk, and they were directed to the balcony. The theater was finally purged of its filth when it burned down and left a huge pit in the middle of town. The United Methodist Church in the “nice” part of town ended up begging the Mexicans to come…
Anything called “Christian Nationalism” is an oxymoron. The problem is not the color of our skin, but our hateful. self-centered hearts, for which there is only one Deliverer.
Acts 17:26 clearly states that all of us are of “one blood.”
Virgil lost his argument with me when he proposed to sell “war plans” and t-shirts. “Not by might, nor by power, but by my Spirit, saith the LORD of hosts….” Look to Him, keep your nose in His book, pray, and go out and love your neighbor as yourself, and God most of all. This is absolutely free.