Noah and the Ark. Jonah and the Big Fish. Mary\u27s yes to the Angel. Jesus\u27s yes in the Garden of Gethsemane. Pilot\u27s no and his wife\u27s please, don\u27t. Lot\u27s wife and her last, homeward look. To whom do these sto- ries belong? And how should we read them, each from our particular corner of incarnate humanity? Here is what my corner looks like: I am a woman; I am a feminist; l am a literary critic; I am a product of Westernized Christianity. I write and read from the space where these words overlap, but what does that mean when it comes to Scripture, to the stories that my tradition holds sacred? Should I be exempted from rereading, rewriting, re-spinning these stories because they are sacred? Or, is it because of their sacredness that I must continue rereading and retelling them
