I contemplated going to Bible college back in 1980. I picked one in West Virginia from where my pastor graduated years earlier. But I needed the answer to one deal-breaker question. What version of the Bible did they make everyone study from? I personally was keen on the New American Standard Bible (NASB), though I switched between versions now and then to add spark to my devotions. The only version I had an aversion to was the King James (KJV). It was too archaic. In my mind I determined that if they made everyone at that college study the KJV, I wasn’t going. I called and asked. They used the NASB. Yay! I headed off to Bible college.
While there, I became involved in the puppet ministry at the church I attended. I was the one in front of the curtain talking to the children and reading Bible verses while the pastor was behind the curtain operating the puppets.
One Sunday morning after the children were gone, the pastor stormed out from behind the curtain and informed me that from then on, I needed to read all the verses from the KJV. The other versions were full of errors, and he pronounced that in the 18th and 19th centuries, there were great spiritual revivals. But there were no revivals in the 20th century. The reason, he stated, was because all these erroneous new versions had come on the scene.
I blinked at him. OK, I would read from the KJV. But I left thinking that he was crazy to tie the lack of revivals to newer Bible versions. This was my first “staunch KJV” experience.
My next significant encounter came in 1994 when I was going through a combined church/spiritual crisis. I thirsted to know God more, and it wasn’t happening at the dull, uninspired church I was attending. A couple of friends urged me to visit their church, which they described as amazing and life changing. That intrigued me. But no. It was well known as a KJV-only assembly.
But for the sake of my friends, I ended up compromising and visited the KJV church a few Sunday nights, but stuck with my dry NIV church on Sunday mornings. I had to admit, the teaching on Sunday nights was far deeper and was delivered and received with more enthusiasm and earnestness than I’d ever experienced anywhere else. It was a spiritual magnet.
While I was loving this church, I had an unshakable mental block. Why was everyone so adamant about the KJV? I asked my friends. They could not explain it. I was so frustrated. Why didn’t they know why they believed what they believed? I determined not to give up. Someone surely must have an answer.
I met a couple who had recently switched from my Sunday morning church to this church. They loved it so much. I told them I did too, but I needed to know the reason behind the inflexible stand on the KJV. They invited me over for dinner, and they would answer my questions.
Finally! They asked me to bring my NIV Bible with me (I had all the versions). After we ate, we sat in their living room, and the husband asked me to turn to Acts 8:37 and read it out loud. It was the story of Philip and the Ethiopian eunuch. I went to Acts 8:37, and it wasn’t there. The chapter jumped from verse 36 to 38 skipping verse 37, number and all! I was shocked. What in the world? How could a Bible skip a verse? They told me that was just one of many glaring errors. They showed me others.
I left their house convinced that there was a solid reason not to believe that all Bibles are equal. I determined to study it out further. I learn best when I write. So, I got books and pamphlets and started reading up on the differences between the manuscripts the versions were translated from. It was two years in the making, but I wrote a tract entitled “Does it Matter Which Bible Translation I Use?” I ran it by a few of the KJV church pastors to make sure I got it right. I’ve converted the tract into an easy-to-print white paper, which you can read and download if you click here.
And here’s the “rest of the story.” Some 25 years ago when I was doing my research, one of the friends who had invited me to the KJV church introduced me to a friend of hers, and at some point in one of our early conversations, I told him I was writing a tract on why the KJV. He told me he had written some great facts on that in the front of his Bible, and we went out to his car, and I looked at his copious notes on the topic. That was Richmond. We were married less than a year later! Glory to God for directing me so perfectly into the place I needed to be in order to get a firmer grasp of the Bible, experience a spiritual revival and find my husband!
Jody