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Author: Alasdair Renwick-Hale
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Two Translations Reveal Where the Ambiguity Lives
I remember sitting in a dim hospital corridor years ago, clutching a single, heavily annotated Bible, trying to find the right words for a…
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Reform Happened on Both Sides
I spent many years in hospital wards, sitting in the heavy silence that follows a difficult diagnosis, and if those years taught me anything,…
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Obligations Run in Both Directions
I remember sitting in a sterile hospital waiting room many years ago, listening to a young man weep because he had “given everything” to…
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Readable and Accurate Are Both Real Priorities
I remember sitting in a small, dimly lit study years ago, staring at a page of sixteenth-century liturgical text that had been “translated” by…
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Several Causes Converged at Once
I spent thirty years in hospital wards, sitting by bedsides where people were stripped of their pretenses, and if there is one thing I…
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Practice Does Not Require Enthusiasm
I remember sitting in a dimly lit hospital room in the late nineties, the smell of antiseptic clinging to my sweater, watching a man…
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Declining Well Protects the Yes You Already Gave
I remember sitting in a small, dimly lit hospital chapel late one Tuesday, listening to a woman weep because she had finally reached the…
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Silence Is Not Always Absence
I remember sitting in a sterile, fluorescent-lit room in the oncology ward, listening to a man describe the specific, hollow ache of a request…
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Every Translation Makes Choices Someone Disagrees With
I remember sitting in a dimly lit hospital room years ago, holding a worn Greek New Testament and trying to explain a concept of…
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Cheap Books Changed Who Could Argue
We are often told a tidy, almost celebratory story about how the invention of the movable type machine democratized the world, as if the…