God's Word Unlocked

Reading the Bible in the world it was written in.

You were handed conclusions.

Nobody handed you the tools.

Somebody told you what this book means.

A pastor. A footnote at the bottom of a study Bible. A teacher you had every reason to trust. It was a good answer, and most of them are.

But something didn't sit right. There was more to the story, something going on beneath the translated text that nobody was getting to.

So you did what you could. You read it again. You compared three translations, and they mostly agreed, because the people who made them worked from the same assumptions. You opened a commentary, and it turned out to be one more person telling you what it means.

You know a simpler story than the one that is there. Nobody mentioned it was simpler.

I spent decades on that side of it. I moved often, so I sat under a lot of teachers: a dozen cities, more than twice that many churches, six denominations. Several were excellent. Then a seminary degree, because I wanted to stop taking somebody's word for it, and I did learn to check. What took me longer to see is where those tools stop. Western readers assembled them from translations for people like me, and the world the writers lived in got lost.

Here is what I mean.

In Exodus 6:6, God gives Moses three promises in a row: I will bring you out, I will deliver you, I will redeem you. Three different verbs. The third one is ga'al, and it is not another word for rescue. It is a family word. Ga'al is what a relative does when he buys back what another relative has lost: land, freedom, a name. It is the word behind Boaz in the book of Ruth, and behind the law in Leviticus 25 that obligates a man to redeem his brother's field.

So when God says "I will redeem you," He is not only saying He will get them out. He is saying He is kin.

None of that is hidden. It is available in any interlinear Bible, free, online, and it takes about 90 seconds to confirm. Nobody had ever handed it to me.

It was never a secret. It was an inheritance nobody passed down.

My Jewish friends had a heritage: a way of reading that arrived with the text attached. I had the text by itself. It took me most of my life to work out that the rest of it was mine too, and that it had been sitting there the whole time.

It is yours as well. Nobody grants it, and nobody can withhold it. You only have to know it is there, and where to look.

Which is why I write Paper Chavruta.

Paper Chavruta

A chavruta is a study partner. Someone you read with, not someone you learn from.

Once a week, I send what I am working on: what the words are doing underneath the translation and where you can go to check it.

A welcome note arrives right away, so you know what you signed up for. The next study follows.