In the beginning, there was the Book of Genesis. And it was good. Only much later did different people begin to think of it in different ways. Steve Fintel, for instance. It is 8:30 on a sleepy Sunday morning in Metairie, Louisiana, and Fintel, a 49-year-old Eucharistic minister at St. Benilde Catholic Church, is playing Bette Midler's 1989 hit Wind Beneath My Wings to his Sunday school class--three 11-year-old boys and one girl. "Did I ever tell you you're my hero?" Midler sings. Fintel directs his four charges to chapter 12 of Genesis, where God tells Abraham, follow me and I...
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