I read a lot of the bible back in high school but I don’t really remember all that much other than the stories that every child grows up knowing because they’re impressed into our culture, like Noah’s Arc. I’ve gotten a few more stories under my belt in the last few years by reading various cultural picture books with my young daughter. But playing the role of a Mormon woman made me feel like I needed a refresher. And, frankly, I needed to go to the source.
My bedtime reading has looked something like this for the past two months.
Not really all that thrilling, but not all that boring either. These are the stories of a People. And how could the stories of a People really be boring?
I did, however, take some breaks. Because while I was searching for the basics of Mormon literature, I came across this. It wasn’t so bad.