This book started as a series of letters to my then-future wife and business partner, Amy Schwab. I intended it to be a gift, presenting the earliest draft on her birthday. I dedicate this curious volume to Amy, who by all rights owns the manuscript. Amy found me spouting dangerously sane heresies and abandoned her own theologic wars to enter the conversation. I share these musings with her loving permission and the same unflagging encouragement that first prompted me to set fingers to keyboard.
—David A. Schmaltz