There are few sorrows deeper than watching the body of Christ—God’s people whom Christ died to redeem—divided and broken over teachings that should never have become tests of faith.
When I look at how Verbal Plenary Preservation, KJV-onlyism, and the claim of a Perfect Textus Receptus have stirred up confusion, accusations, mistrust, and even the splitting of churches, my heart aches. These doctrines, which were once fringe opinions, have grown into dividing lines that separate brother from brother, elder from elder, even whole congregations from fellowship with others who love the same Lord.
The pain runs deeper when I see faithful, godly men and women marginalized or slandered simply because they uphold the Bible in other trustworthy translations or follow sound textual scholarship. Accusations of heresy, charges of being "satanic," and cries of betrayal fly—not because we’ve denied Christ, but because we dare not exalt a man-made translation or manuscript family above the living, enduring Word of God in its true essence.
I grieve not just for the arguments—but for the wounded relationships, the silent departures, the fractured fellowships, and the lost witness to the world.
And yet, I still hope.
I still believe in the church that Christ is building—a church not founded on the KJV, nor on the TR, nor on man-made theories of preservation, but on Christ Himself, the Word made flesh, and the truth revealed in the Scriptures by the Holy Spirit.
I hold on to the vision of Paul in Ephesians 4:
One body and one Spirit, just as you were called to one hope... one Lord, one faith, one baptism, one God and Father of all, who is over all and through all and in all."
This is the unity I long for.
Not a unity based on uniformity of translation,
But a unity grounded in truth, love, and the person of Jesus Christ.
May the Lord humble us all. May He open our eyes to what truly matters.
And may He heal His church, bind up the wounds, and make us one, as He and the Father are one.
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