After Sam Allberry's Disqualification, His Co-Pastor Puts Out Video Attacking Inerrancy
You’re probably aware by now of Sam Allberry’s resignation this past weekend after it was exposed he, a self-described “gay Christian,” had an “inappropriate relationship” with another man. Allberry has been a prominent advocate of what is called “Side B” Christianity—a movement that promotes acceptance of a homosexual identity while attempting to commit to a “celibate” life.
I’ve spent years watching what Spurgeon once called the “downgrade,” and I’m not talking about some abstract theological drift tucked away in seminaries. I mean the kind of real downgrade you can see and feel when you walk into a church and something’s off.
I’ve gone after it from every angle I could…megachurches turning worship into a sensory circus, prosperity nonsense slipping through back doors that were supposed to be guarded, pulpits handed over to lady-preachers, and a steady, casual softening on moral issues like homosexuality and abortion.
A lot of different flavors and packaging, but the same bad aftertaste.
And if you trace it back far enough, past the branding, past the personalities, past the polished explanations, you keep running into the same root problem—Scripture isn’t being treated as sufficient, settled, and fully true anymore. Not really. Not where it counts.
And this has been unraveling in slow-motion for a while now. It didn’t explode, didn’t scandalize all at once, didn’t trip alarms in the system because it all came wrapped in calm voices, book-lined backdrops, and carefully structured platitudes. It was clean, articulate, safe. And that’s exactly why it was so dangerous.
And then something happens that the “fringe” inerrantists, the fundamentalists, like me has been warning about all along. You abandon a high view of Scripture and allow feelings and emotions to dictate your church policy. Just like what happened with Sam Allberry over this past weekend.
The framework that was supposed to hold tension together, naming disordered desire while giving it a place to live, doesn’t just sit there in theory anymore. It collides with reality. And instead of asking whether the categories themselves were flawed from the beginning, the instinct is to contain the fallout, to keep the system intact, to move on as if nothing deeper is being exposed.
But it is.
Because right behind that kind of instability, you almost always find a something deeper already in motion. A quiet recalibration of how tightly we’re willing to hold to what Scripture actually says. And that’s where men like Gavin Ortlund, a co-pastor at Allberry’s church, step in, not to sound the alarm, but to reframe the conversation altogether.


