A little girl was sitting with her grandmother, who had presented her with
her first little children’s Bible, in an easy-to-read translation, when she
was very young.
Now, a decade or so later, the elderly lady was ready to spend a few sweet
moments handing down the big old family Bible, in the time-honored King
James Version, to her only grandchild.
Understandably excited, the youngster was asking a number of questions, both
about the family members whose births and deaths were recorded therein, and
about various aspects of the Scriptures themselves.
Her grandmother was endeavoring to answer all the child’s questions in terms
she could understand, but the one that stopped her cold was this sincere
inquiry:
“Which Virgin was the mother of Jesus? Was it the Virgin Mary or the King
James virgin?”
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Dr Bob Griffin
[email protected] www.grif.net
“Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!”