You once dissed me for not having progressed beyond my 12-year-old’s self’s view of the Bible.
Until I was 12 years old, I had a childlike faith in the Bible - because I was a child. My parents told me God existed, I’d go to heaven if I was good, etc. etc.
Then at age 12, when I started attending Religious Education classes (I was at a boarding school that required that, as well as prayer before meals, and probably attendance at a church service every Sunday if I hadn’t been fortunate enough to be able to go home on weekends) and I actually started reading the Bible with a maturity I hadn’t had until then - that my childlike faith ended and I began to realize all the problems with that document.
Perfectly fine if you want to believe in God, not so much so if you wanted to believe in a competent and ‘all-loving’ God.
Which I guess is a long-winded way of saying, “Child-like faith” is all very well, but children have to grow up and face reality sometime.