All too often the story of theology has been told as though it were purely cerebral. “Brains on a string,” as someone once quipped. The flesh and the mind of the church are sundered. Margaret Miles gives us a picture of the whole thinking, breathing, gendered ecclesial body.
As the British actress Charlie is lured from the London stage into the violence and intrigue of Middle East terrorism in John Le Carré’s The Little Drummer Girl, her Israeli handler tells her she will have a part in “the theater of the real.” Though I would not place Orhan Pamuk’s Snow in the same category as Drummer Girl, the novel and its subject matt