Feminist Christology: Revelation in Lima
I don't even know her name, but I will never forget her. We encountered one another the day before I left Peru in June of 1996. It was a typical day in Lima — the heavy, humid air hung like a damp blanket over this filthy, aged city. Pervasive noise and indescribable pollution added further to...
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| Format: | Electronic Article |
| Language: | English |
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| Interlibrary Loan: | Interlibrary Loan for the Fachinformationsdienste (Specialized Information Services in Germany) |
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2000
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Toronto journal of theology
Year: 2000, Volume: 16, Issue: 1, Pages: 155-166 |
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| Summary: | I don't even know her name, but I will never forget her. We encountered one another the day before I left Peru in June of 1996. It was a typical day in Lima — the heavy, humid air hung like a damp blanket over this filthy, aged city. Pervasive noise and indescribable pollution added further to Lima's quotidian disgrace[�]Therefore, to be a poor, elderly, widowed and indigenous woman in this contextis to be among the most vulnerable, the most "redundant." Such a woman gracefully disrupted my life that eventful day in June. |
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| ISSN: | 1918-6371 |
| Contains: | Enthalten in: Toronto journal of theology
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| Persistent identifiers: | DOI: 10.3138/tjt.16.1.155 |
