I met the most beautiful woman today.

Under the wings of feminist/liberation theology, she draws Hindus, Islams, and atheists to her Lutheran doors. Her hands don't fold into her own but into those beside her. She asks for permission. She refers to God as an intense presence. She is sensitive to her audience. She stands pigeon-toed. Her singing voice warms the air. She calls the rain to come. I can't help but think of rustling leaves and soft sounds.

She said Christ is the savior for those who believe Christ is the savior.