By the time Jesus asks the woman famously ‘caught in the act of adultery’ about her accusers, they are nowhere to be seen. ‘Where are they?, he probes. ‘Does no one accuse you?’
Her answer is poignantly brief and plausibly full of the brief intimacy of shared wonder
No one, sir.
Jesus appears to anticipate the shift of moral guardianship onto his shoulders.
Neither do I accuse you. Go and sin no more.
It is one of the gospels’ finest moments. The anonymous woman—the tradition has energetically tried to name her—goes off to a life of we know not what. There are no metrics tracking moral transformation, no judgment regarding the long-term effectiveness of Jesus’ rogue action. The woman described only by her sin is not brought back for periodic checkups and revision of treatment protocols. (more…)