
Que After Dark | Author Que
Categories: Relationships | Personal Growth | Spirituality | Human Behavior
Wait a Damn Minute…
Wait a Damn Minute…
There’s a pastor with two wives, and people have lost their damn minds.
Before anybody starts clutching their pearls, reaching for their Bible, or preparing a three-page comment explaining why this man is going straight to hell, can we talk about something? Because I normally leave religious debates right where I find them. But when I came across this story, I couldn’t help thinking about something much bigger than one man’s marriage.
Everybody seemed focused on whether this pastor was right or wrong, but what caught my attention was how people on opposite sides of the argument were using the very same Bible to defend completely different conclusions.
One Bible. Two interpretations. One pastor. Two wives. One religion.
Ain’t that some shit?
I don’t know this man, his wives, or what agreements they’ve made within their household. I’m not interested in investigating their bedroom arrangements, and I’m damn sure not trying to figure out how he manages two marriages when some people can barely manage one. That’s their business, and I have enough going on without supervising somebody else’s household.
What I couldn’t stop thinking about was how quickly people became convinced that their understanding was the only correct one.
And that made me wonder how much of what we believe comes from our own understanding and how much comes from what somebody taught us to believe.
Same Bible, Different Interpretations
There are men in the Bible who had more than one wife. Abraham, Jacob, David, and Solomon, to name a few. At the same time, there are passages people interpret as supporting monogamy, mainly when discussing marriage and religious leadership.
Now, just because something happened in the Bible doesn’t mean it was being recommended. I understand that. But I also understand why someone might read those accounts and begin questioning whether the rules they’ve been taught are as straightforward as they’ve always believed.
Two people can study the same material and walk away with completely different interpretations. Both may sincerely believe they’ve reached the correct conclusion, yet somehow the person who disagrees becomes confused, rebellious, or wrong.
But how do we determine who’s right?
As a child, we don’t generally sit around researching historical context or comparing interpretations. We trust the people teaching us, accept their explanations, and eventually become so familiar with those teachings that we stop recognizing them as something we learned.
They simply become what we believe.
There’s nothing inherently wrong with learning from others. The problem begins when we become adults who are unwilling to examine those beliefs, especially when new information challenges our understanding.
And this isn’t limited to religion. We do the same thing with relationships, careers, parenting, and every other area of life. We inherit ideas about what’s normal, acceptable, and respectable, then spend years measuring ourselves and everybody else against them.
But if something is genuinely true, shouldn’t it be able to withstand a question?
Everybody Wants Freedom Until Somebody Else Uses Theirs
Here’s where this conversation becomes bigger than one pastor and his household.
We love talking about personal freedom. We want to pursue careers that make us happy, leave relationships that no longer align with who we’re becoming, raise our children according to our values, and make decisions without everybody demanding an explanation.
We want people to understand that our lives belong to us.
But isn’t it interesting how quickly that understanding disappears when somebody else makes a decision we wouldn’t personally make?
We can spend years feeling trapped by other people’s expectations, wishing we had the courage to stop living for their approval, only to turn around and criticize somebody who’s decided to live differently.
I’m not talking about situations involving manipulation, dishonesty, or harm. Those deserve serious examination. I’m talking about being uncomfortable simply because somebody’s choices don’t match what we’ve been taught to consider normal.
Sometimes I wonder whether we genuinely want freedom or whether we just want permission to make the choices we already approve of.
Because if I want the freedom to live without somebody controlling my decisions, I have to recognize that other people deserve that same freedom, even when their choices look absolutely nothing like mine.
That doesn’t mean I have to agree, participate, or pretend to understand. It means accepting that my disagreement doesn’t automatically give me authority over another person’s life.
If three informed, consenting adults freely choose to build a life together, and nobody is being manipulated, deceived, or harmed, why am I supposed to be personally offended?
I don’t have to live in their house, sleep in their bed, or help pay their bills. Hell, I’m not even trying to figure out who’s responsible for cooking dinner.
And maybe that’s what bothers people more than they realize. Sometimes somebody else’s freedom challenges the rules we’ve spent our entire lives following.
Accountability or Control? Know the Damn Difference.
I can already hear somebody saying, “But Que, he’s a pastor!”
And that’s a fair point.
Being a pastor comes with responsibilities because you’re publicly teaching and representing a certain understanding of religious beliefs. If people believe your actions contradict what you teach, they have every right to question that.
Nobody should hold a position of influence that makes their words or actions immune to examination.
But we also need to understand the difference between accountability and control.
Accountability examines whether somebody’s actions align with the responsibilities and standards they’ve accepted. Control demands that somebody live according to our preferences because their choices make us uncomfortable.
Sometimes those concerns overlap, which is why circumstances matter. Personal freedom doesn’t automatically make every decision healthy or ethical. Honesty, consent, responsibility, and the impact our choices have on others still matter.
But once those concerns have been considered, we should be willing to examine whether we’re addressing a legitimate problem or simply struggling with somebody choosing a different way to live.
There’s a difference between saying, “I don’t agree with your decision,” and believing somebody shouldn’t be allowed to make that decision because you disagree.
And if we’re going to demand freedom for ourselves, we should understand that distinction when discussing somebody else’s.
Who Told Us Different Means Wrong?
The more I thought about this situation, the more I realized the pastor’s marriages were almost secondary to what I actually wanted to discuss.
What fascinates me is how easily we confuse what we’ve always known with what is actually right.
Most of us grew up surrounded by expectations about relationships, success, family, spirituality, and how respectable people should behave. Those lessons shaped our understanding of the world, and some provided valuable guidance.
But they can also become limitations when we assume that the way we were taught is the only reasonable way to live.
I’ve reached points in my own life where I had to examine beliefs that once felt completely settled in my mind. Some things I previously considered unreasonable eventually made sense when I understood them differently. Other ideas I accepted without question became harder to defend after I started examining them.
That doesn’t mean every new idea is better than an old one. Sometimes our beliefs hold up under examination, and sometimes they don’t.
The important part is being willing to find out.
Because if the only reason I believe something is that somebody told me to believe it, I have to wonder whether I’ve developed my own understanding or simply become comfortable repeating somebody else’s.
And that’s a much bigger conversation than whether a pastor should have one wife or two.
A Little More From Que
The older I get, the more I appreciate the freedom to think for myself, and I’m beginning to understand how much responsibility comes with that freedom.
Sometimes we criticize people because we genuinely believe they’re making harmful decisions. Other times, if we’re willing to examine ourselves, we might discover their choices make us uncomfortable because they’re doing something we were taught never to consider.
I believe discernment requires knowing the difference.
There’s something spiritually meaningful to me about developing my own understanding rather than depending entirely on somebody else to tell me what to think. That doesn’t mean rejecting guidance or assuming I have all the answers. It means taking responsibility for the beliefs that influence how I live.
It’s one of the ideas I explore in The Fck Them Theory*. We spend so much of our lives conditioned by expectations and attached to approval that separating what we genuinely believe from what we’ve been taught can become its own journey.
And sometimes that journey changes our understanding of things we once thought would never change.
I don’t know whether this pastor’s interpretation is correct. I haven’t examined every theological argument surrounding his situation, and I’m not pretending I can settle a debate that has existed for generations.
What I do know is that I don’t want to become so attached to being right that I lose the ability to consider another perspective.
Because I can have convictions without assuming my understanding is complete.
That’s what this whole situation reminded me. Being confident in what I believe shouldn’t require me to be threatened by somebody who believes differently.
What’s Your Perspective?
I’m not necessarily asking whether you agree with this pastor having two wives. I’m more interested in what his situation reveals about how we think.
How much of what we believe have we actually examined, and how much have we accepted because somebody passed it down to us? When someone sees things differently, are we willing to understand their reasoning, or do we immediately start defending our own?
I don’t expect everybody to agree. Hell, that would make for a boring-ass conversation. I want us to be able to disagree thoughtfully, question what we know, and recognize that understanding somebody doesn’t require becoming somebody.
If this conversation made you think, leave a like, share it with someone who enjoys a different perspective, and bring your thoughts to the table.
Let’s talk this shit out in the comments.
And if you’re navigating your own beliefs, boundaries, or personal evolution and need a judgment-free space to express yourself, Que Listens through BlanQ Canvas offers a place to be heard. It’s a listening space, not therapy, because sometimes we don’t need somebody telling us how to live. Sometimes we simply need room to hear ourselves think.
Keep your spirit bright and your boundaries tight,
Protect your peace with all your might.
And if bullshit comes knocking tonight,
Yell, “FUCK THAT SHIT!!”. And to all a goodnight!”
— Author Que
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