The researcher looks at the woman standing in the middle of the room. He tries blinking to see if that will help but it doesn't. She remains an ocean of loveliness as if her entire face and dress are bejeweled all over. But they are not and her features are normal, almost average. Both can be seen at the same time but he isn't able to separate the two.
"Who are you really", the researcher asks.
"Who me, I'm an ordinary woman."
"Why are you the way you are", he inquires.
"What you are looking at is the glory of Jesus Christ who lives in me, his servant".
"So that makes you some kind of a queen", he asks.
"No, I'm an ordinary woman"
"How do you get that stuff, what does it take", he asks.
"By getting rid of the other stuff"