I don’t read as much as I used to. Growing up, I was a bookworm. I read encyclopedias for fun! I was always reading, and the ladies at the public library knew me by name. My mother used to give me grief for always having my nose in a book. But I can’t tell you how long it’s been since I read a book from cover to cover.It’s not that I don’t read. It’s that the print on most books has become too small! Some say it’s a result of all the years of staring at a computer screen, but I kind of doubt that’s the culprit. I think it’s just the way I’ve aged. When I got my first reading glasses at age 40, I wore them on a cord around my neck, so I could grab them when I wanted to read something that was fine print. Over the years, they’ve increased in magnification and are a permanent fixture on my head. It’s an aspect of getting old I really hate.
Being a very visual person, I like seeing things clearly. I like clean edges, I like seeing the detail, the fine grain. I’ve always depended a great deal on my eyes. Now that I’m approaching sixty, I can’t trust them anymore, and I don’t like that. It can cause a lot of problems! Having blurred vision can lead to misunderstandings, a word misread can separate friends and family.
Blurring the lines is a problem in the everyday world. Language is being reworked so words have changing meanings. And don’t get me started about the political arena. You can’t believe much of anything that comes out of that world. Even when it makes sense it’s probably a lie. But worse than that, lines are blurring in the spiritual realm. Everything is getting merged (and sometimes sub-merged) and it’s really difficult to know what to believe.
Recently I studied on Bible versions, and their origins. With so many new translations and paraphrases out there, how can you know what’s right and true? It’s as scary as going out without my glasses. If the people who claim to have “translated” it don’t even believe in God, and don’t respect the Bible as an authority, won’t that impact the way they “translate” it?
So for me at this point, I’m sticking with the King James Version. It isn’t perfect, but it’s the closest thing we have. This new stuff is just creepy.