Maybe this next statement might say something not so good about me, but when I shot off that reply, I did not feel completely good about it. The Holy Spirit was yelling at me, stop. I knew it, I was just upset I was called a quack, or it was implied. I went through a whole scenario in my mind. I am trying to help, I get paid for what I am putting here for free, this guy has no idea of what he is talking about, blah, blah, blah. A lot of me, me, me.
I felt good and bad at the same time I wrote it.
But even then I knew it was going to come back to bite me.