As you might be able to tell from my name, I am a student of the scriptures. Now to be perfectly honest with you fine upstanding True Christian folks (and even you not so Christian folks), I do not at present own a 1611 King James Bible. Unfortunately the good Lord has not found me worthy to accumulate the approximately $521,000 in godly American money the last time one appear on an auction block. Not surprising considering only 50 of them exist in the entire world. However to my credit I did have the opportunity to peruse one of those original 1611 volumes in a private collection in the mid to late 1970s. I also read one of the remaining Gutenberg Bibles from the same collection during that time period. But we all know that the Gutenberg was seldom used as a translation aid for the KJV, so I hope you don't hold that against me. Consequently I must beg your forgiveness if I have to resort to using an authentic exact replica of the first printing of the 1611 King James Bible instead. I know how important using the proper 1611 King James Bible is to you True Christian men an women.
As an aside, I have noticed that while a few of your fine, charming True Christian women do quote from the real 1611 KJV, almost all of the men including your beloved pastors, PhDs, and elders often excerpt from the 1984 revision. This rather puzzles me. Am I wrong in assuming the 1611 KJV is right?
As for churches, I think I have been in just about every denomination's and religion's church that exists (and some from religions that no longer exist), even a Joos' sinagogue, except for a Mudslim mosque and a Boodist temple.
As some of you can tell, one of my favorite scriptural verses comes from II Peter 1:4. Another is II Kings 2:23-24. It serves those 42 persnickety, sinful children right getting eaten by two she bears for mocking Elisha even if he was a dwarfish, funny looking bald old man. Apparently many godless parents spared far too many instructional rods. Don't get me wrong. I love children especially those who devote hours of their day quietly studying god breathed words and respecting their parents and other elders. Though I expect they should also dance and play hard too.
I got a late start finding Jesus. Primarily because at the age of one and a half I spent the next seven years as a child in a hospital not dying from a fatal disease. So at eight and a half I finally found baby Jesus in a manger under the first Christmas tree I ever saw. It was in our living room. He even had a Lionel train circling around him (and the kings and shepherds and Mary and Joseph and angels and animals). It is not so surprising that I only found Jesus at that advanced age because I never even saw a real live girl my own age until I got out of the hospital. After that my parents took me with them to church. And when I finally went to the fifth grade I won my very own glow in the dark, plastic Jesus for selling the most Easter Seals. I also won his mother Mary. She too glowed in the dark.
The End.
If there are any questions you have, feel free to ask me.
As an aside, I have noticed that while a few of your fine, charming True Christian women do quote from the real 1611 KJV, almost all of the men including your beloved pastors, PhDs, and elders often excerpt from the 1984 revision. This rather puzzles me. Am I wrong in assuming the 1611 KJV is right?
As for churches, I think I have been in just about every denomination's and religion's church that exists (and some from religions that no longer exist), even a Joos' sinagogue, except for a Mudslim mosque and a Boodist temple.
As some of you can tell, one of my favorite scriptural verses comes from II Peter 1:4. Another is II Kings 2:23-24. It serves those 42 persnickety, sinful children right getting eaten by two she bears for mocking Elisha even if he was a dwarfish, funny looking bald old man. Apparently many godless parents spared far too many instructional rods. Don't get me wrong. I love children especially those who devote hours of their day quietly studying god breathed words and respecting their parents and other elders. Though I expect they should also dance and play hard too.
I got a late start finding Jesus. Primarily because at the age of one and a half I spent the next seven years as a child in a hospital not dying from a fatal disease. So at eight and a half I finally found baby Jesus in a manger under the first Christmas tree I ever saw. It was in our living room. He even had a Lionel train circling around him (and the kings and shepherds and Mary and Joseph and angels and animals). It is not so surprising that I only found Jesus at that advanced age because I never even saw a real live girl my own age until I got out of the hospital. After that my parents took me with them to church. And when I finally went to the fifth grade I won my very own glow in the dark, plastic Jesus for selling the most Easter Seals. I also won his mother Mary. She too glowed in the dark.
The End.
If there are any questions you have, feel free to ask me.


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