In those waters we are nailed to his cross and washed out the door of his tomb. Within his wounds we safely hide.

The flower of youth, as lovely as it is, cannot withstand the hot winds of time. There is a beauty, however, that remains.

The fall of man and the God who searches.

Here is the truth: we have gained more in Jesus than we lost in Adam. We lost human perfection in the first man's fall. We gained perfect flesh-and-blood unity with God in his Son's incarnation.