Oh, by the way — one more thing about the Allie Beth Stuckey horror fight, because it has a second act, and the second act is the tell. I’ve spent two posts on what she said and how her own side answered it (the weekend post, and the two-parter that wrapped up this morning). This one is about what she did next: she started erasing it, shrinking it, and explaining that you heard it wrong.
And let me answer the fair question: why am I still writing about this? Part of me would be happy to see the whole thing go away, and I don’t wish her any permanent harm. But part of me doesn’t want it to go away, and here’s why. People set themselves up as authorities on what Jesus wants for your life, quote “do not fear” without the first idea of the context it was spoken in, and pronounce rules for millions — and when the record catches them, they shouldn’t get a free pass for it. Everybody talks past his knowledge sometimes; I do it in front of a blog audience I wish numbered a hundred thousand. She does it in front of hundreds of thousands of viewers, with a verse for a gavel. A bop on the head isn’t cruelty. It’s tuition. The hope — hers, if she’ll take it — is that the next time she doesn’t know what she’s talking about, she keeps her mouth shut.
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