Written By Eric Conn on Facebook

After the Taylor Swift X post, The Daily Mail, Newsweek, and others have chimed in. The original post sits at 22.5 million impressions. Meanwhile, Taylor Swift is 24/7 on the news cycle leading up to the 2024 election.

The response from the Swifties on X has been vile. Loving and inclusive, they are not. Here’s what I posted in response:

“So, why the post about Taylor Swift on the cover of TIME Magazine, which selected her as ‘Person of the Year’? That’s a good question. Many people have obviously been quite offended. Rest assured, the offense was entirely intentional on my behalf. Let me explain why I chose to do it and what result I hope it brings about.

Taylor is a single woman in her thirties whose net worth is reported to be around $1.1 billion. She’s celebrated in our culture as the ideal woman—single, promiscuous, immodestly dressed, and something of a “boss babe.” She writes songs about breakups and sexual exploits, among other things, and is currently dating an NFL football player who is also notoriously promiscuous. She openly mocks standard Christian views of sexuality and sexual morality.

Many of Swift’s most popular songs reflect on her breakups, of which there have been something like ten high profile instances. In one of her newer songs, “Willow,” she dabbles in witchcraft and the occult.

I’m not a Swift expert and don’t pretend to be. But this much is clear: She is celebrated and promoted as the ideal woman, which is to say, the model for women in America and beyond. However, God is quite clear in Scripture that the sexually immoral will not inherit the kingdom (1 Corinthians 6:9-10), and that the immodest, sensual woman is a woman of folly who leads men and women to the grave (Proverbs 9:13-18)—that is, death and destruction.

A society that idolizes such a woman—wealthy and alone with her cats and an endless turntable of promiscuous relationships—is a foolish society bent on its own destruction. At the micro level, women who idolize and imitate Swift’s manner of life are headed toward misery and destruction, both in a temporal and eternal sense. Instead of celebrating such folly in the female sex, women should be warned against ruining themselves in such a sad manner.

Young women, especially, should be warned against such folly. To cheerlead women down a path of their own misery and judgment is to hate women. Love requires words spoken in truth. Better role models should be set before women—models that reflect God’s design for women. Women were made to be mothers and caretakers of the home (Genesis 3:20; 1 Timothy 5:14). Their glory is in submission to their husbands and in care for their children within the household (Ephesians 5:22). Only when they embrace their God-given design can women truly flourish.

I want to see women flourishing and, as a result, households and society flourish. This will never happen so long as foolish women remain the aim and product of our fatherless society.

To Swift and the women who have rejected motherhood, children, and their God-given role within the household and who have continued to pursue their own destruction through sexual immorality, immodesty, and sensuality, I would encourage you to repent. Stop racing to your own destruction. Turn away from the sins that are ruining your own souls. Humble yourselves before God’s Word. No matter how great your sin, God offers you forgiveness through Jesus Christ, who died to purify a people for Himself. Go and sin no more.

***I wrote this on Facebook about her:

Taylor Swift went from singing sweet love songs to dark, ugly ones. Fame and fortune doesn’t do a body good.

The lyrics of the song that made Taylor Swift famous in 2008:

He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring, and said, “Marry me, Juliet, you’ll never have to be alone. I love you and that’s all I really know. I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress. It’s a love story, baby, just say, “Yes.” (Picture above)

These are the lyrics to her most popular song now:

Sometimes I feel like everybody is a sexy baby and I’m a monster on the hill
Too big to hang out, slowly lurching toward your favorite city. Pierced through the heart, but never killed.

Be careful who your daughters listen to and learn from.