Recently I finished a book about a smuggler. Not just any smuggler, mind you. A man who smuggled Bibles into Communist countries to get them to struggling churches and Christians. In some cases, the government had issued “state Bibles,” which were watered down and heavily edited to reflect state ideology. In other words, not Bibles at all. In other cases, congregations shared between them one single Bible, or even part of a Bible. They hungered desperately for the Word of God in their own hands. Hard to comprehend for me personally, when I look at my bookshelf and see half a dozen different translations of the Bible. The book was God’s Smuggler, and the man was named simply “Brother Andrew.” His experiences were fascinating to read, and each communist country tried to stamp out Christianity in their own way. But one particular ideology scares me more than the others. It’s about the children.

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