In honor of Reformation Day, I set aside Oct. 31 to meet in an upstairs dorm lounge with root beer, a pudding invention fondly called a “Diet of Worms Cake,” and several other college students high on the Reformation. And of all the root beer inebriates, I was the tipsiest. No one spiked my Dixie Cup. I just have a crush on Martin Luther.
Two years ago I wrote in my diary to him. Or at least to the mixed ideas I had of who he was. Partly I wrote to the hazel-eyed actor Joseph Fiennes who played him in the movie, partly to the punch-packing Luther I knew from books, and partly to the face of the man in the sober illustration that spreads over the tactile pages of Modern Reformation magazine—which I picked up at the party. I nibbled my sauerkraut and said with a sigh that the most attractive kind of renegade is a godly one who loves the Bible.
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