When I was kid, I learned all about Jesus’ miracles from boards covered in flannel.  An old Egyptian woman named Anna would use tiny—also flannel—cutouts of biblical characters to painstakingly illustrate the story of Jesus raising Lazarus, walking on water, or feeding the five thousand.  This was great because watching Anna stick the fuzzy characters to blue board taught me the basic stories of my faith.  The unfortunate side effect was that after a while,...