I love the imagery and symbolism in the Bible.
Well, okay, some of it (lots of it) is more than a bit gruesome and could rival anything coming out of Hollywood. I mean, why spend eight bucks at the theatre when you can read about the concubine who was cut up into twelve pieces and subsequently Fed-Ex’d (via chariot?) to each tribe of Israel?
And some people regard the Bible as outdated, irrelevant milktoast. Go figure.
But that’s not the stuff I’m talking about.
When read as a cohesive whole, the entire picture of the Bible is painted on the canvas of war. Kings rising and Continue reading “Clean-up crew on board”
