Washing away this man's sins would not be so easy.
A 97-Year-Old’s Baptism
Washing away this man's sins would not be so easy.
Washing away this man's sins would not be so easy.
I’m horrified that we locked my sweet, loveable, funny aunt into a prison of silence, where she dreaded the day she would die and go to the hell we had created.
It has taken me a long time to see that our religion could be a tool to prey on the vulnerable. The baptismal waters come closer to drowning them rather than cleansing them.