Yesterday I attended a modern Christmas cantata in which the soppy narration was carefully divided between men and women—completely unnecessary, and a painful reminder of how so many churches must cringingly burn their pinch of incense to political correctness to show their withitness.

Just about anything that offends the gospel in modernizing churches, as Karl Barth observed, comes from the apologetic impulse, that is, can be defended at any point by asserting it is a necessary vehicle for its communication.  Bah humbug.

Now, don’t mistake me, I am all for equality, as long as it stays in its place.