“I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the seashore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.”

—Isaac Newton

I too have been strolling along the shores of time, shuffling through the sands of ancient writings, legends and mythology, and have picked up, here and there, some interesting pebbles and shells.  Some of these gems of truth have lain buried deep in allegory and symbolism for centuries, and even millennia, and some have been right out there on the surface, kicked about and walked on, their value unrecognized.

The Bible of today is a compilation of ancient manuscripts by men who “spoke as they were moved by the Holy Spirit.”  So it is written.  Then, centuries later, there were the translators and the languages they had to decipher—a labor of love, as they too were moved by the Spirit.  Finally, over many more years were the men who had to decide which of the old writings should be included in the canon that would become the Word of God.  They were kings, rulers and leaders of politics and religion who all had their own agendas and reasons for their choices.  Through it all, it’s a miracle that we even have a Bible, but it’s not perfect.  It evolved down through the ages with humankind and is written by human hands, and there is a great deal of sand to be sifted through.  The gems of truth are not always on the surface.

My findings are based only on The King James Version of the Bible and supported with ancient writings from parchments, scrolls and tablets of stone.  No other contemporary Bible had the answers in my quest for truth.

In 1881, some biblical scholars decided to make the Bible more accessible and easier to read and understand by translating it into Modern English.  Their motives were honorable, but in the process they unwittingly deleted much of the symbolism and allegory.  The Revised Version of the English Bible, and those that followed, are fine for general reading, but lost to us are the deeper meanings and thoughts of people in ages past.

The early translators—the monks, the scribes and men of religion—knew in their inner beings that they had to see every word as sacred and translate every passage with extreme care, whether they understood its meaning or not.  Because of their devotion and dedication, and a visionary King James, The King James Version of the Holy Bible is a book of the rarest quality.

In my search for truth, I had to sift through and examine carefully every word and every verse as if it were a fragile fossil in my hands.  Like an archaeologist would to interpret the past, I had to tune into the Bible, for its ways are like the pictures we see in our dreams when we sleep.  Sometimes they are in symbols and at times they are factual; sometimes there is a blending of the two.  That is how it is with the Bible, and that is how I discovered the many waters.