Some Bible stories unsettled me when I was little, confused me as a middle-schooler, and brought yet another perspective to me as an adult reader.
When baby Moses was placed in a basket, I was sad. I was also five years old. All I could think was that his mother was giving him away.
As a skeptical sixth grader who had just studied Egypt, I thought, “There are crocodiles in...
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