It turns out that God believes a gentle, soft body is a perfect and sufficient way to be in the world, even in a world more accustomed to the bravado and brittle show of force. And for all that a body may endure, our bodies are also the places where we feel the warmth of a hand reaching over to squeeze ours, the sustenance of a meal, maybe with a belly laugh, the rinse of water cleansing us anew. It may be hard to have a body in the world, and still, our bodies – your body, mine, this is where our belovedness begins.