Most significantly, it takes us away from where we are meant to get our identity from. From One who loves us and who never changes. Instead of being a fountain of failed promises, this One would lay down his life so that we could know who we truly were made to be. Jesus Christ is where we are made to get our identity from.
We used to live in a religious world, where your religious belief defined who you were—it was where you got your identity from. Religion flavoured every aspect of life from the cradle to the grave, taking in education, community, family, even work. But things have changed, now we live in a secular world—one, in a sense, stripped of religious input.
In this secular world people get their identity from many things—work, success, family, sport, looks—the list is endless.
Or at least it used to be endless. But that list has narrowed largely to one single item—Sex. Not simply the act, but all that goes with it. It has been transformed into our sole source of identity.
For the vast majority of history sex has been seen exclusively in terms of what we do rather than who we are. When I was at secondary school in the early 90s (not that long ago!), sex was a bodily function. But it is that no longer. Sexuality = Identity. You can see it in the vast array of labels there are to go under: homosexual, heterosexual, bisexual, asexual, gray-asexual, pansexual, polysexual, lesbian, transgender…
I am my sexuality, therefore I am.
Add an environment where there is the sexualising of everything, the cheapening of chastity, and the crushing problem of pornography addiction. Throw in the catastrophe of gender clinics failing to properly help young people who presented as struggling with gender identity, and the many heart-breaking detransitioning stories.
Add to that the complete lack of freedom to voice anything other than the approved mantras and dogmas. And dogma is the right word—for our secular world has once again become deeply religious.