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This is one of those questions that looks small and then won’t leave you alone. Jesus and his disciples spoke Aramaic. T...
08/27/2026

This is one of those questions that looks small and then won’t leave you alone. Jesus and his disciples spoke Aramaic. The Gospels are written in Greek, and not rough Greek, but trained, literary Greek with structure and style. So who actually wrote them? For most of my life the answer was just handed to me: the disciples did, Matthew and John, eyewitnesses. But look at who those men were. Fishermen and laborers from small rural towns in Galilee, a place where, historians estimate, only a tiny sliver of people could read, and even fewer could write, let alone compose literature in a second language. The New Testament itself calls Peter and John unlettered in Acts 4:13. I tried the common answer, that they used secretaries, and it only raised more questions, because the Gospels read like authored, styled narratives, and every one of them is anonymous from the inside. The names got attached later. The likeliest writers were educated, Greek-speaking believers of a later generation, working from stories that had passed through many mouths before any ink touched them. I’m not saying nothing real survives in them. I’m saying the distance between the men who were there and the books that carry their names is far wider than anyone told me in the pew. What you do with that is yours.

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Here’s the part that made it land for me. Those early scribes didn’t just leave this story out, the ones who kept it cou...
08/26/2026

Here’s the part that made it land for me. Those early scribes didn’t just leave this story out, the ones who kept it couldn’t agree where it belonged. In some manuscripts it sits where you’d expect it, in John 8. In others it’s shoved to the end of John. And in some copies it doesn’t land in John at all, it drifts over into the Gospel of Luke. A story that moves between Gospels is not a stray line someone misplaced. It’s a piece that was circulating on its own, looking for a home in the text, until enough hands finally set it down and it stuck.

The language gives it away too. Whoever wrote it used words and phrasing that don’t appear anywhere else in John, like a paragraph in a different handwriting slipped into the middle of a letter. That’s a big part of why scholars are confident it wasn’t there at the start.

A lot of scholars think this story might still go back to something real, an actual oral memory of Jesus that was true to how he treated people, even if John never wrote it down. It may be authentic to his character while being inauthentic to the manuscript. Both of those can be true at once, and holding that tension is more honest than either “it’s fake” or “it’s untouched.”

What unsettled me wasn’t losing the story. It’s that this is the mercy story. The one every sermon about grace and not judging reaches for. If the single most quoted example of Jesus’s compassion could travel into the Bible from outside it and be embraced as scripture, that says something about how the book actually came together, and how little of that we’re told standing in the pew. What you do with that is yours.

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There is a monster myth hiding in plain sight at the front of the Bible, and I never once heard it preached. In Genesis ...
08/24/2026

There is a monster myth hiding in plain sight at the front of the Bible, and I never once heard it preached. In Genesis 6, right before the flood, the “sons of God” take human women as wives, and their children are the Nephilim, described as the mighty men of old. Four verses, and then the text just moves on to Noah. For years I read past it. Then I learned that the phrase translated “sons of God” is used elsewhere in the Hebrew Bible for divine beings, and that the earliest Jewish and Christian readers understood this exactly the way it sounds: heavenly beings crossing a boundary and fathering giants. The Nephilim even show up again in Numbers 13, where Israel’s spies say they felt like grasshoppers next to them. Here’s what turned this from a strange footnote into something I had to write about. Genesis only gives you the compressed version. The full story survives in another ancient book that was widely read in Jesus’s day, preserved among the Dead Sea Scrolls, and quoted by name in the New Testament itself, and it still got left out of your Bible. The what and the why of that is the whole deep dive, and it’s going out this week. I’m keeping the receipts, the verses, and the history in the full piece.

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I grew up believing the Bible had a single author, and that author was God. Human writers were just secretaries taking d...
08/23/2026

I grew up believing the Bible had a single author, and that author was God. Human writers were just secretaries taking dictation, faithfully, without altering a word. One voice, perfectly unified. So at some point I went looking for the actual people who held the pen, expecting a tidy list of prophets and apostles. Instead I found a thousand years of human hands. The first five books, credited to Moses, describe Moses dying and being buried, and show signs of several sources stitched together over centuries. The Gospels are anonymous, written decades after Jesus, their famous names assigned long after the fact. Some of the letters carrying an apostle’s name were, by wide scholarly agreement, written in that name after he was dead. Then centuries of copyists changed things as they went, adding verses that aren’t in the oldest manuscripts, and in one case quietly turning a woman Paul called an apostle into a man. Even the list of which books count wasn’t dropped from heaven. Churches argued over it for generations, and it first appears complete in a single bishop’s letter in the year 367. Here’s the part I sat with longest. This wasn’t one author, and it wasn’t one committee scheming in a room, so it isn’t a conspiracy. It’s a thousand years of men who never met, each leaving fingerprints on a book they believed was above them, and none of them had to plot, because their assumptions were as invisible to them as water is to a fish. None of this decides whether God was behind any of it. It just means the book has human hands all over it. What you do with that is yours.

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08/22/2026

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Religious freedom gets made complicated on purpose, usually by whoever wants a little more of it than the next person. B...
08/20/2026

Religious freedom gets made complicated on purpose, usually by whoever wants a little more of it than the next person. But it’s actually simple. It’s the freedom to practice a religion, and it’s the freedom to not practice one, and those two halves are the same right facing opposite directions. You can’t keep one while chipping at the other. If the government can push you toward a faith, it can push someone else away from yours. The protection only works if it works for everybody. And there’s one boundary, just one. Your freedom to believe and practice runs all the way out to the point where it would harm someone else or take their freedom away. Your right to swing your fist ends where my face begins. That’s not an attack on faith, it’s the thing that keeps faith free in the first place. The same line that stops anyone from forcing their religion onto you is the line that protects them from having yours forced onto them. It guards the believer and the non-believer with the exact same stroke. I’ll defend your right to practice as hard as I defend my right not to, because the day one of those falls, the other one is already gone. What you build inside that freedom is yours.

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I grew up in a denomination built around global missions. Sending people to the ends of the earth wasn’t a side project,...
08/17/2026

I grew up in a denomination built around global missions. Sending people to the ends of the earth wasn’t a side project, it was the whole identity, and I believed in it completely. But even as a kid, something about the machinery of it started working on me. Every missionary we sent trained for a specific destination: a specific language to learn, and a specific existing religion they’d have to answer once they arrived. One family for Buddhists, another for Muslims, another for a village and its own gods. And once I saw that, I couldn’t stop seeing the bigger version of it. What people believe about God lines up almost perfectly with where they were born. Born in one country you’re Muslim, in another Hindu, in another Christian, each of us equally certain, each of us mostly reflecting our own coordinates on the map. The piece that stuck the deepest was closer to home. In the Christianity I was raised in, Jesus never came to the Americas. For roughly fifteen centuries after him, two entire continents never heard the name, until European ships arrived and brought it by force and by mission. Christianity didn’t reach this hemisphere through revelation. It reached it the way ideas always travel, carried by people, backed by empires. Believers have a genuine answer for this: God told us to go and spread it, so naturally it moves by human hands. I take that seriously. But it quietly concedes that the method is completely ordinary, indistinguishable from how any faith took its territory. None of this is an attack on the missionaries I knew. They were sincere and sacrificial and I loved many of them. It’s the map I can’t un-see. If I’d been born where we sent them, I would have been the one on the other side of the conversation. What you do with that is yours.

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