I (Sally B.) originally wrote the bit below this here in October of 2023, before having discovered the DEFENDING RAVI Website, written by Dr. Ravi’s wife and son.

I recommend, urge, and beseech anyone remotely-willing to believe or even entertain accusations levelled at ANY human—but especially one who is both NOT here to weigh in on the matter, and PARTICULARLY one who “ostensibly” loved Jesus (I believe Dr. Ravi did love Jesus)—prithee, READ THAT PAGE.

It’s both a moral imperative (especially if one calls oneself a Jesus-Follower) AND it’s the only step that we, the living, are able to take towards justice in a case where the accusations arrived after he left, and since he himself is unable to speak on this matter.

I haven’t even gotten to read all of it myself, yet, but if you’re interested or involved enough to have formed an opinion about the alleged goings-on, it would behoove you to hear the other side, even if it’s not in Dr. Ravi’s own voice.

Regardless of whether you have a pre-conceived notion and refuse to change your mind NO MATTER WHAT, why not give his family a chance to make a case in his defense; their evidence and arguments may, perhaps (God Willing), accomplish something that my brother In Christ can’t do for himself: CLEARING the unjustly-tarnished name of dear Brother Ravi.

Now, back to October; I want you to read the following bit with an eye to the GENERAL and BASIC ARGUMENT I’m offering, and NOT in the light of ANYTHING you may or may not know about the Case of Brother Ravi.

Why? Because I wasn’t writing to offer any details or particulars of the case itself, but rather, to both

Right, then. On to the October Bit:

Did I hear all the allegations? No.Do I necessarily EVER believe ANY allegations “sight unseen” or not? NO. Am I being unsympathetic to the alleged victims? NO!

(AND…

Have I ever experienced weird or traumatic criminal acts before? YES. (Break-ins and other ridiculousness.)

In the end, it doesn’t even matter whether an allegation is true or not.

If you don’t know about the Ravi thing, btw, he was accused of various things after going To Jesus from a painful disease. He was then shunned, cancelled, and deleted from almost all media outlets and ministries. I am not sure if this was to protect their own traction or because they considered him worse than deconstructingness person.

</begin March ‘24 “Tirade of Great Reprimandingness to TRAITOR BUMS” >

In any case, it is SHAMEFUL of these people to turn tail at the first sign of trouble. He was your FRIEND, and he was one of the top three apologists in the past fifty years! How DARE you not do your due diligence or give him the benefit of the doubt!

(I’m speaking, btw, to those who have PUBLICLY said that “We erased all his stuff the second we heard about this. We stand with the victims!”

You little poseurs, did you even talk to his dear and lovely widow or ask for more information or ANYTHING? Or did you toss her aside and abandon her as well, just as you did to her poor husband?

“But, um, where there’s smoke, there’s just GOTTA be fire, Sally!” and aye aye, I do agree!

But couldn’t that fire have been started by someone completely free, and unrelated to Dr. Ravi?

Couldn’t someone ELSE have been walking on by, slip past my brother, with kindling so dry, and a single, desiccated, snip of a match? Built up a friendly bit of fire, burning higher, and lobbed it into the THATCHING ROOF that caught FLAME… lad went POOF, ran off with no shame, that he burned down a ministry, burned up a good name. (Oops, I just added this part here in 2024, and it turned into bars. I’m so upset about this injustice that I might have to write a musical all about this travesty. This is literally no different than the rigged circus that North American politics became, of late. Sigh. Anyway, back to the past with you.)

</end Righteous Rant Against Smarmy Sycophants>

Where were we? Ah, yes:

In the end, it doesn’t even matter whether an allegation is true or not.

(Not for perpetuity or anything, and not always or even usually, but just in this sort of case. For obvious reasons. (aka He can’t

1) defend himself ever again, he can’t

2) do anything at ALL ever again (criminal or not, assuming he had done so, which again, I’m not claiming nor do I have the right to categorically deny it), but he’s also

3) SAFE from any future accusations, since

a) The worst hath already happened (meaning accusations by one or a million aren’t that different when one is no longer here)—though I VERY much want to note that it’s not over for the Zacharias family now AND NEVER WILL BE. Even when his name is cleared, they still had to go through this. (And if it’s true, then how do you think his family would feel if confronted by non-fake evidence? Especially his dear wife? I mean, when you guys be accusing him of being a pimp daddy, you’re also blaring for the whole world to hear, “YO, he cheated on his woman!” Have some tact and sensitivity and love, o faithless, fair-weather friends! Regardless of what happened or didn’t, his poor family still has to deal with losing him at ALL. Like, not just clearing his name and being thought of as “cheated-upon,” but also just… he’s not there anymore. Their last memories of him were likely filled with so much pain that I wonder if they were even able to communicate. Just… let’s agree that we DO want justice—we’ll FOLLOW the truth WHEREVER it leads, but for serious, y’all… take a step back, remember he was a human, remember that you were once HONOURED at getting to share the stage with him, and, like… have a heart, you know? …Sigh.).

But also b) there are some very not-geniusness people over the years who, like, made a career of FRAMING peeps for stuff (aka crimes that they, the non-geniuses, would do), succeeded in getting the innocent ones put away… and then continued to commit the crimes they’d originally framed the now-prisoner for (with?), even though Solitary Steve was locked up as tight as you like, aka “would never in a billion years have been able to escape for 20 minutes, do the deeds of great nefariousness, and then pop back into Solitary for Lights Out, aka “you done shot yerself in the foot with that one, boy.”

</ok, back to 2023’s paper. (Look, I’m really trying to not keep breaking in on my own tirade, but it’s kinda hard to hold back, when I’ve read additional stuff since having written the October one, see? Hmph.) … (Heh. Can you tell how vexed I am over this whole thing? Oh, how I HATE injustice, how I DESPISE the bearing of false witnesses (the false bearing of witnessingness? Sigh…Whatever.) I do THOROUGHLY abhor the telling of falsehoods. </END RANT. (No, I really will this time.)>

How many pastors tell us that they cheated or had an unhealthy (or “at all”) attachment to x-rated stuff but we still listen to them when they bring us The Word?

Sure, some will leave any ministry that mentions such a testimony “in any case,” and YES, I recognize that some crimes are nastier than others, and that “we have to think of the victims!” And the like.

BUT.

What about Paul? What if no one had “forgiven” him for killing Christians? Would we even have a New Testament? (The correct answer is YES, God Would Have Gotten someone else, so don’t you worry about that. Especially since we already have The Bible and all.)

And further… do I have to approve of every one of your sins in order to love you? (If you know me, you likely know that I mean VERY well but that I usually come across as VERY MEAN, heh. Or awkward. (“and,” actually. :))

But I think my heart shines through (for better and for worse, lol. Yep, I’m a very simple sister :) Though you likely don’t believe that after I’ve had all sorts of diatribes in this poor, outdated October Article. :))

But you know, that’s not why I led you down this garden path. Rather, it’s to say WHO CARES WHERE YOU HEAR THE TRUTH?

I’ve listened to pastors here in north America that made me wonder if they only entered the ministry because they couldn’t find another job, and, further, if they were even saved. (After TALKING to them.)

But when they were preaching or teaching… it was an anointed word.

“But Sally, if they are such nefarious criminals, how can I trust them to deliver The Word in the first place? What if they’re one of those airplane-hoarding preachers who don’t believe what they’re preaching and fleece their parishioners, and nope, we ain’t talkin’ ‘bout the Golden Fleece, but rather the fleecing of these people’s GOLD!??”

Um.

Lovey, unless you got saved six weeks ago, you have no excuse to be sippin on Similac or baby Gerber or whatever that stuff’s called.

You’re not a baby anymore, you should be building enough Bible Brains to recognise what is being said. You have The Mind Of Christ In you now!

Ravi had an uncommonly-good manner of bringing things into perspective or explaining them, both from logical standpoints and cultural ones.

He had a RARE gift for elucidating more difficult concepts and linking things together.

Do I wish that his name were truly clear?

(Not cleareD, as in charges dropped, and not clear as in a full retraction from ALL accusingnesses, but FULLY and SPOTLESSLY CLEAR, aka “no one had EVER said anything about him, and he definitely NEVER did anything untoward or shady.”)

YES and AMiiiN, a thousand times over!

Every time someone who was once obnoxious FOR God becomes obnoxious AGAINST Him, it looks bad. (And here, I’m talking about the people who were actually never saved, and used CCM (Contemporary Christian Music) or the pulpit as a mere stepping stone, in order to further their careers…which suddenly transitioned on us out of nowhere, magically becoming besotted by her BIG, BEAUTIFUL BREAK into the REAL world (TM), which actually just ends up as a somewhat-messy and (moderately-) embarrassing string of unfulfilling forays into “the world” (of anti-theismness), where career Christian-bashers bring them onto their shows and condescendingly coddle and coach them into an hour and a half of whining against all sorts of stuff that the host hath long-hated, followed by “hmm!ing and Hah!ing and half-hearted prodding of the Proddy Gal (heh), goading her about FINALLY getting to gain some glory for HER (and not God! :(( and “ohh, you’ve EARNED it, Grrrlio NO (mo’) Iglesias, after ALL you’ve put up with from those GEEKS!” and the Proddy Geek’s head starts spinning around, unbidden, and spinning all sorts of grandiose—and godless—dreams of her FINALLY winning… But after the podcasters got their pound of flesh from this ex-Godly-girl-turned-proddy grrl who’s SUCH a mess… and she hears from them less and less until she hears not a peep from even the anti-deconstructionist peeps. Her dreams of the limelight and love at eleven fall flatter and flatter and taste like a lemon. So now she learned bitterness lurks everywhere; the trick is to see where you are and bloom THERE.

(Um, wow, apparently I became a spoken word artist in the past 12 minutes. This is all true, though; there’s quite a little cottage industry out there for “tabernacle turncoats.” Lots of peeps getting all sorts of invitations to build a career on “ew, the Christians!” and while they may believe they’re FINALLY getting their time in the sun, methinks they’d have felt much more fulfilled and had more fun if they’d spent more time With The SON. (And The FATHER! And Holy Spirit PARAKLEITOS… :))) <3 <3 <3 Praise To The MOST-HIGH GOD! <3 <3 <3 :)))))) Ok, back to someone that cared about his faith a bunch more than Deconstructionist Debbie, who I’m NOT dissing, btw. I’m just sad for them, that’s all. Imagine feeling pressured to fake a dizzying but obviously-fake enthusiasm before an audience who looks up to you to learn how REAL worship’s done, and it’s all For Someone Who Knew All Along that you were faking it. MAN, is that sad. That’s like worse than marrying someone hideous and rich on their 105th birthday (sorry, I’m really not dissing my golden oldies, but 105 marrying 21 is kind of horrible, you have to admit. Unless it was Edward Cullen, heh… xD

</Ok, October it is once again! >

By the way, I do fully realise that some might find me a bit insensitive to the “affected parties,” aka the alleged victims. Please don’t read this (loving) diatribe as such.

If the stuff happened by any perp—male or female—I would likely want to whoop them AND I’d also refuse to EVER be alone with them. (Like, ever in the whole world.)

But would their alleged BADNESS at ALL negate or counteract The TRUTH they’d said? (Assuming they’d ever said truth, by which I actually mean Truth, aka THE LORD OF LOVE.)

Not at all.

Like not at ALL.

Beloved friend of mine, don’t be swayed by the personal lives of people who professionally present stuff.

If they’re alive, then sure you can “discontinue support of them” if they don’t line up with The Word. (Or if they do weird stuff and walk around with zero shame, the way LOTS of ex-ministry peeps have begun to do, with nary a scrap of regret.)

But to say he’s a false prophet or not teaching Bible properly when he IS (or was), well…

THAT is a shame, isn’t it? (It certainly IS, and, not only that, it’s OODLES more shame than the narcissistic deconstructionist ministry-leaver was walking around with like, two minutes ago. Hmph.)

So SHAME on anyone who would seek to nullify WHAT was said because of what just MAY and what just MIGHT have happened, um, one day or night. (Ok, if I’m rhyming up a storm, that means I need to move on to the next chapter before another random musical starts dropping out of my nostrils or something.)

Remember. We are all mouthpieces—and we are all sinners. (None is righteous, no, not one! What we claim as “light” within us is naught more than filthy rags, which don’t help anything at all; in fact, all they do is smear all that filth ALL over the place, hmm? They don’t take care of their mess, tho, and instead, they don dresses (of rags) loosing tresses, and all to feel “YES!” as they kill off their stress and they pick up their big mess, take it out on the town, smearing brown all around, and, well, paint the town red with their “togas” and “gowns” (which make them feel blessed, and not down, they’re so happy they’ve found a nice way to success; no more shame, now they take up their mess and make makeup, they roll in their filthy rags, dreaming of being hags, turning into nags, wearing a dress… and all coz they took what once caused so much stress… faced it, embraced it, fell in love with the mess.) Um, oops, sorry. (Look, we already said that sally SALL be turning this into a song, so, like… farewell and so long! (AGGH).

May we ever remember, every single one of us, that we are all mouthpieces, we are all sinners, and it was ALL of our sins—all of yours, all of mine—that nailed our LORD JESUS To the cross.