From time to time, someone asks the readers how would they spend a one-hour conversation on a park bench, if they could name anyone living or dead. This does not include locations in San Francisco or LA.
Many list their mothers, which should encourage mothers who seldom get a card, flowers, or a phone call on Mother's Day.
Some say "Jesus." And they get responses, "You can do that anytime."
The missing information is the result of a century of denying this fact - the Scriptures are God speaking to us through the Spirit in the Word.
The eager-to-please clergy (or do they just hate the Scriptures?) tell people they are too dumb and antiquated to use the best translation, the King James Version, which is not only the Majority Text but also boasts the majority readership.
How did this come about? I give credit to the creeping Calvinism of our country, which first embraced fake sources (Vaticanus, Sinaiticus) and then embraced crackpot "translators" who knew the meaning of the original better than anyone else. They even bragged about translating a translation - Good News For Modern Man, aka TEV.
Biblical scholars wowed the future pastors with all the ways they could scrape away the content of the Scriptures and leave the kernal of truth. That dream was fulfilled when Ski ruled at the Popcorn Cathedral of Love.
When people read or hear the KJV, they are listening to God's own Voice.
