A Friendly-Foe-y Pistle to My Grandchildren

Dear Grandchildren: It has been some three months since I wrote to you, at which time I asked you to write to me in case you could think of picture-stories in the Bible which revealed one or more of Gods attributes. But, alas, the mailman delivered not a single letter. Probably they were lost in the mail. But I will write to you anyway because I am your friend, even though I am your grampa- a grandpa- friend. So, to tell me apart from your other gramps you may think of me as, Grandpa F. This...