an impossibly-shaped Bible

The miracle (I finally discovered) is not that these stories vaguely described some ancient people's miraculous lives, it is that they exactly described my miraculous life. It was as if they were made not for some strange man in some strange where in some strange time, but for exactly this strange man right here in this strange time.  It was as if I had opened a dusty, old box I knew so well from childhood and removed the impossibly-shaped suit of clothes with an archaic watch in the front pocket.  Then putting it on, suddenly discovered the suit didn't fit some impossibly-shaped man in some ancient yesterday--it fit me.  And the pocketwatch engraved with "Today" upon its back,

It was not that the Bible was unreal, and hence a miracle, but that it was real--and it was exactly its realness that made it miraculous.
Before, it was I who was unreal.  It was I who was impossibly-shaped.