Isaiah 55:8 (KJV)

Isaiah 55:8 (KJV)
"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the LORD."

Sunday, January 4, 2026

When Offense Fails to Materialize

A few weeks ago, I found myself in a brief YouTube comment exchange that could have gone the usual way. Sarcasm was involved. Moral urgency was implied. Lines were being drawn about who should care, how much, and in what tone.

In other words, the conditions for offense were present.

The exchange started under a post by someone else, where a third party expressed strong opinions about how others were responding to the murder of Charlie Kirk. The discussion quickly shifted from the tragedy itself to accusations about loyalty, friendship, and the supposed danger posed by divergent opinions surrounding it.

I replied with sarcasm — not to trivialize the tragedy, but to question the level of alarm being demanded around the surrounding commentary.

That sarcasm was called out as “carrying no weight.”

Fair enough. Sarcasm rarely carries weight when it’s used to question moral scale rather than to signal shared outrage.

What followed, though, was not what usually follows online. There was no escalation, no pile-on, no moral shaming spiral. Instead, after a few back-and-forths, the other commenter realized we were largely in agreement about the point I was actually making. He apologized for misunderstanding me. I acknowledged the limits of nuance in YouTube comments. We wished each other well and moved on.

Only later did I notice something ironic: the person I’d been exchanging comments with had previously posted a sermon titled Overcoming Unforgiveness, Bitterness & Offense. I hadn’t seen it before. I wasn’t responding to it. I didn’t know it existed until after the exchange ended.

The irony isn’t that I somehow lived out a sermon before hearing it. The order matters. What’s interesting is that an unplanned, unscripted interaction — one that included sarcasm and disagreement — ended up testing those themes in real time.

What struck me wasn’t that offense never appeared but that it wasn’t taken, and that made understanding possible.

That’s worth pausing over, because offense is often treated as inevitable. Worse, it’s treated as evidence of seriousness or moral engagement. If you’re not offended, the assumption goes, you must not care enough.

But that logic doesn’t hold.

In this case, disagreement didn’t produce bitterness. Sarcasm didn’t prevent clarity. Refusing to perform outrage didn’t signal indifference. The moment it was clear neither of us needed the other to feel correctly, the conversation relaxed and resolved itself— something that feels more rare then it should.

This runs counter to much of what passes for moral discourse today, especially online. We are trained to believe that love looks like heightened urgency, that faith looks like visible outrage, and that seriousness requires a particular emotional posture. Anyone who refuses that posture is treated as suspect.

I don’t think sarcasm is necessarily virtuous. I also don’t think seriousness is always sincere. What I’m increasingly convinced of is that offense is a poor substitute for discernment — and rarely a faithful expression of care.

Taking offense certainly doesn’t prove one cares about the right things.