Against Practical Preaching; or, Why Stories are Practical

“Our daughter is just like a baby hippo,” my wife says to me as I hang up my coat. up. “After we watched a video of hippos munching whole watermelons, she sat down to her own watermelon lunch. She gobbled them up with those same puffy cheeks and big eyes.” My wife finished telling me the story of the rest of her day full of reviewing Norse myths, math lessons, and dirty diapers. 

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