There’s often quite a difference between what
we assume went on in a Bible story
and what probably really happened.
My mental pictures of Bible characters and
their environment tend to auto-default to the flannelgraph cutouts of my Sunday
School years. These presumably came from the fertile minds of whoever was
drafted to produce the art for the curriculum. But such sacred two-dimensional
imaginings are not necessarily the first thing a ten-year old challenges or
even notices. They are what they are, and they stuck with me.
This was long before Veggie Tales, so thankfully I don’t carry around the mental image
of the prophet Daniel as played by Larry the Cucumber. Not much, anyway.