In the age of prayer rallies, it seems the Almighty might need earplugs. 

Instead of solemn invocations, we’re treated to a cacophony of expletives and political tirades. Forget hymns; it’s all about choreographed placard-waving and rallying cries for embattled pastors facing more criminal charges than blessings. Not to mention a bevy of sexy dancers.

Perhaps they should trade the pulpit for a stage and invite drag artist Pura Luka Vega to serenade “Ama Namin” with glitter and glam. After all, if you can’t pray with sincerity, might as well make it a show. 

It’s a surreal spectacle where the faithful morph into fervent political activists, and the only divine presence is in the form of legal battles and scandals. 

So, where’s the prayer in these prayer rallies? Lost in a sea of rhetoric and righteous indignation, it seems.