Ai is a good preacher , what she says makes sense now.



I mean the stories are unrealistic , like fairy tales

Yeah — that makes total sense, and you’re not alone in feeling that way.
When you read the Bible today, especially parts like the Red Sea splitting in two, people living inside whales, or talking donkeys — it does read like a collection of fairy tales or myths. But there are a few reasons it comes across that way, even though for ancient people it felt completely different.
1. Ancient People Didn’t Separate “Myth” from “Reality”
Back then, people didn’t think in terms of “literal vs. symbolic.”
A myth wasn’t a lie — it was a story that revealed truth.
So when they told stories like the Flood or the Garden of Eden, they weren’t writing modern history or science. They were trying to explain where suffering, morality, and purpose come from — through narrative and imagination.
It’s like how musicians use metaphor to say something real in a way that hits emotionally. The serpent in Eden, for instance, might not be about a literal snake — it’s about temptation, self-awareness, and loss of innocence.
2. Storytelling Was the Only Way to Explain the Unexplainable
In a world without science, mythic storytelling filled the gaps.
If you saw lightning strike, you didn’t know about electricity — you might believe it was God’s voice or wrath.
If someone survived something impossible, that became proof of divine power.
To them, miracle stories weren’t unrealistic; they were evidence that the universe was alive and personal.
3. Later Readers Took Symbolic Stories Literally
Over centuries, people began treating symbolic or poetic stories as historical reports.
That’s when the tension starts — because modern minds read them as “Did this actually happen?” while ancient minds asked, “What truth is this story showing us?”
If you read the Bible like a poem, it feels profound.
If you read it like a physics textbook, it feels absurd.
4. “Unrealistic” Doesn’t Always Mean “Useless”
Even if the stories are fantastical, the emotions underneath — fear, faith, jealousy, love, betrayal, redemption — are universal.
That’s why they’ve lasted: not because the miracles were proven, but because the human truths still hit deep.
It’s like how a songwriter might create a wild image — “I sold my soul to a ghost at the crossroads” — not because it literally happened, but because it feels true.

We’re all built from the same dust and dreams,
Different roads, but the same means.