Monday, September 26, 2011

Happy 400th Birthday, KJV!


Why I'm Glad I Grew Up On The KJV


The KJV is poetic. It captures the essence of the original artistry. It emphasizes and dramatizes when it can. It remains to be a very literal translation, while at the same time using word order and linguistics to provide rhythm and groove to the Words. It turns letters into lines. Melodic lines. 

The KJV is literal. Of course, there is no such thing as a truly literal translation, since no two languages have all the cognates required. But a translation that seeks to retain the original word-for-word authenticity is seeking to retain the word- for-Word miracle that turns words into The Word of God. 

The KJV is universal. Even though it has dropped in usage, generations to come will experience its grandeur and beauty, and it will be appreciated for its then monstrous task of translating the Bible into English. Those of us who grew up with this translation will forever quote Scripture from its pages. It is encapsulated in the spiritual depths of our souls. I would have John 3:16 no other way. It's like my Grandmother's BLT sandwiches. 


Why I'm Glad My Kids Won't Grow Up On The KJV 

The KJV is outdated. Old English words that are no longer in usage compound the already difficult task of understanding and applying the Scriptures. Distance in language, culture, time, and geography already separate us from the world of the Bible. No more barriers and distractions are necessary, lest we run the risk of alienating a generation from the should-be-simple Truth.  The Scriptures must be available, attainable, and approachable.

The KJV is overwhelmed. Overwhelmed with other options. The King James Version of the Bible can no longer be viewed as the "only Authorized" version. There are simply too many other good options on the table. Should it remain as one of the options at all is a question for subsequent generations of Bible readers. For now, it holds its own on the basis of universality, beauty, and familiarity. 

The KJV is inaccurate. A short paragraph cannot provide the numerous examples, but a couple will demonstrate the importance of translating from the earliest of manuscripts. Since the Dead Sea Scrolls and other manuscripts have been discovered since the KJV was produced 400 years ago, we now know that "Peace on earth, good will to men" does not mean universal peace to everyone as is implied. "On earth peace among those with whom he is pleased" is the truer, less universal, less inclusive translation. Romans 12:1 should read, "There is therefore now no condemnation to those who are in Christ Jesus" and should not continue with the condemnation of part b, like in the inaccurate manuscripts - "who walk not after the flesh but after the Spirit."

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Poem Upon Discovering OmmWriter

Far from the edge of the water
Too far to really see in deep
Far from the error of commitment
Just close enough to sense potential

Close enough to share in the vernacular
Close enough to put on the face
Knowing enough to play pretend
Keeps away the shame of defeat

Living like you know how
Playing like you already exist
Pretending to be the person you are
Leaves little for the imagination

Looking out from the outside
Forgetting what you never knew
The endless possibilities that lie within
Deep within

If you could find them

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Greener Grass

After traveling for an entire day with the wife and kids, dinner at the airport O' Charley's was, well how do I say this, not relaxing.  I looked over at a business man sitting by himself, doodling on his computer, his fizzing beer boasting his autonomy, and I found myself thinking, "must be nice to be traveling alone."  As if he heard my thoughts, he glanced over at me, and I had the sense that maybe he was coveting my position, missing his family and lamenting over his must-travel occupation.

I travel alone, I miss my family
I bring them along, I covet solitude

A single mom longs for a husband
An abused wife is hopelessly trapped

A working mom can't shake her guilt
A mom at home goes stir-crazy

The poor want to be rich
The rich want to be richer

One woman doesn't seem to satisfy him
A trapped wife fantasizes about the single life

We all want what we don't have
We don't want what we have

The grass is always greener on the other side
Until you get there and realize it too must be mowed

Perhaps the last of the commandments is the most potent.  The forbidden lust of covetousness is self-idolatry in the strongest form (see Dallas Willard's "Renovation of the Heart").  'Do not covet your neighbor's house, wife, or stuff' is really a call to a life of contentment - a kind of life that is thankful for what we have, allows us to live in the moment, and challenges us to make the most of every opportunity we are granted.