The Museum of the Bible is utterly inoffensive. The Bible is not.
Can artifacts and interactive exhibits ever do justice to scripture's wildness?
I said to myself: redemption will come only if their guide tells them, “You see that arch from the Roman period? It’s not important: but next to it, left and down a bit, there sits a man who’s bought fruit and vegetables for his family.” —Yehuda Amichai, “Tourists”
About halfway through my wander through the expansive Museum of the Bible, I got hungry. What better place to eat than Manna, the museum’s restaurant, headed by renowned chef Todd Gray? Standing in line with other hungry wanderers, I heard the restaurant manager say, “I have something special for you today. I didn’t want to tell anyone until I was sure we had it in our hands, but today, as a treat, we have real manna.”
Considering that scripture is pretty clear about the shelf life of manna, I began to wonder what exactly I was about to eat. I was not alone. As each person approached the small dish of manna, they asked, “So, what is it?”
