Erich I would like to point out a flaw in your argument. What you and I read is a English translation. What this man is basing his argument s on is a reading of the originals in koine Greek, and I promise you they both read much differently in the original language because it is very different from English. In essence Bart ehrmen probably knows more about your argument then you do. His argument made in several debates, that the gospels were the recordings of oral traditions makes much more sense then yours does.
Think for a moment okay? Your in complex mess trying to explain why that discrepancy is there when in his argument that makes perfect sense. In a oral transmission being recorded in a another country several decades later this is exactly what you expect. Heres some more to think about. Why would john, a poorly educated fishermen write in Greek instead of his mother tongue of Aramaic, the language him and jesus would have conversed in?
Think for a moment okay? Your in complex mess trying to explain why that discrepancy is there when in his argument that makes perfect sense. In a oral transmission being recorded in a another country several decades later this is exactly what you expect. Heres some more to think about. Why would john, a poorly educated fishermen write in Greek instead of his mother tongue of Aramaic, the language him and jesus would have conversed in?
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
