God Is Trending

We have made a strange decision about what deserves applause.

Cruelty is brushed off as confidence. Stepping on others is reframed as ambition. Public ridicule is disguised as humor, and believing in God, speaking openly about faith, humility, and love is treated as something to be embarrassed about.

There is something quietly unfolding right now, and it is easy to miss if you are only skimming headlines or scrolling for noise.

Faith is resurfacing.

Not in a loud, aggressive, or authoritarian way—but in a human one. A curious one. A tender one. A way that feels less like doctrine and more like longing.

God is trending. The name of Jesus is being spoken about openly again. Worship music is climbing charts and streamed more than ever before. Scripture is being shared not as a weapon, but as comfort. Conversations about belief are finding their way into spaces once dominated by irony, cynicism, and detachment—especially among younger generations who were told that faith was not "cool" to speak of aloud, outdated, naïve, or irrelevant.

And I do not think this is a fad. I think it is a response.

Because when the world becomes too loud, too cruel, too divided, people start searching for something that feels steady. Something rooted. Something that reminds them that kindness is not weakness, humility is not failure, and love was never meant to be conditional.

What I am seeing does not feel like religion becoming popular. It feels like humanity remembering itself.

Let me be clear: faith is sacred. It is deeply personal. It is not something that should be forced, weaponized, or reduced to sound bites. I respect all belief systems, and I respect disbelief too. My intention has never been to convert or convince. It has always been to understand—and to invite space for understanding in others.

But it is impossible to ignore what is happening.

People are tired.

They are tired of comparison culture.

Tired of outrage cycles.

Tired of being reduced to algorithms.

Tired of cruelty disguised as honesty.

Tired of watching the world fracture while being told to “just scroll past it.”

And when exhaustion reaches a certain depth, it stops asking for distractions and starts asking for meaning.

Faith offers that—not as an answer sheet, but as an anchor.

What breaks my heart is how often religion gets blamed for the worst of humanity, while the best of it is quietly overlooked. War, hatred, oppression, and violence are not born of God; they are born of men who distort belief to justify power. Scripture has been bent, cherry-picked, and weaponized throughout history—but distortion is not devotion, and control is not faith.

At its core, the message is simple.

Love one another.

Care for the vulnerable.

Practice humility.

Choose mercy over ego.

Forgive, even when it is difficult.

These are not radical ideas. They are profoundly human ones.

Yet somehow, in a world obsessed with being right, being loud, and being first, we have lost touch with being kind.

This is why I believe faith is resurfacing now—not as a movement, but as a counterweight. A quiet resistance to the belief that cruelty is inevitable and division is permanent.

I know how intimidating it can feel to speak about God publicly. I know because I live it. Every time I share something faith-based—whether it is a devotional, a reflection, or a personal testimony—I brace myself. I lose followers. I receive dismissive messages. I am labeled before I am understood.

And yet, I continue.

Not because I believe everyone should believe what I believe—but because silence has never healed anyone. And I am all about healing in this lifetime. Healing for myself and for others.

At the end of the day, I've learned that the only being that I ever want to impress is God. He created me. He calls me by name. He has given me this life and these gifts to share. So, I do my work through him—and always will.

In the words of Mother Teresa: "I am only a little pencil in the hand of our Lord. He may cut or sharpen the pencil. He may write or draw whatever and whenever he wants. If the writing or drawing is good, we do not honor the pencil or the material that is used, but rather the one who used it."

Faith, for me, is not about moral superiority or rigid rules. It is about gratitude when life breaks me open. It is about humility when I am tempted to harden. It is about mercy—especially when the world offers none. It is about dedicating both suffering and blessing to something greater than my own understanding.

It is about remembering that we are not self-made, even when we like to pretend we are.

What encourages me most about this cultural shift is that it feels less about labels and more about values. Less about “us versus them” and more about how do we live better together? Less about fear and more about reverence.

People are not asking for perfection. They are asking for peace.

And perhaps that is why this moment matters so much.

History does repeat itself, and we are standing at a crossroads that feels uncomfortably familiar. The world is polarized. Empathy is eroding. Humanity is being tested. And in moments like these, we have always faced a choice: double down on division, or return to our shared humanity.

Faith—true faith—has always pointed toward the latter.

If God is “going viral,” maybe it is not because belief is trendy, but because compassion is overdue. Maybe it is not about religion at all, but about a collective hunger for meaning in a world that has become spiritually malnourished.

And if believing in something greater helps us become gentler, more patient, more forgiving, and more aware of one another’s humanity—then maybe that is not something to ridicule.

Maybe it is something to protect.

You do not have to believe exactly as I do. You do not have to believe at all. But I hope we can agree on this: love should never be mocked, kindness should never be punished, and faith—when practiced with humility—should never be feared.

If this moment brings us closer to one another instead of further apart, then maybe it is worth paying attention to.

If Jesus is going viral right now, perhaps it is not because faith has suddenly become fashionable, but because humanity is starving for meaning. We are tired of cruelty masquerading as confidence. We are exhausted by a world that rewards hardness and calls it strength. We are aching for something gentler, truer, and more eternal.

Faith, at its core, is not about superiority or spectacle. It is about love. It is about humility. It is about choosing compassion in a world that teaches us to conquer instead. It is about remembering that we were never meant to do life alone, nor were we created to tear one another apart in the process of trying to survive it.

Maybe believing in God is not outdated or embarrassing. Maybe it is quietly radical. Maybe choosing love, mercy, and grace in a fractured world is the most courageous thing a person can do.

And maybe what is going viral right now is not religion at all—but a longing to be human again.

"A life surrendered becomes a story only God can write." - Gia Laurent