One man goes into the waters of baptism, a different man comes out, born again. But who is that man who lies submerged? Perhaps that swimmer is both sinner and saint, until he is revealed unto the eyes of man.
if you think you can just follow me and start talking to me as if we were friends well you are correct
“Daud, my old friend. It’s been a long while, but you’ve got my interest again. How the years pass and the bodies fall.”