Paul has always been a hero of mine. When I was just out of college, I spent the better part of a summer praying with every verse where Paul spoke about himself. It allowed me to feel as though I really got to know Paul. He’s been my model of priesthood ever since. It’s almost impossible to overstate the impact this man, who wrote less than 80 pages, has had on Church and world history.

“You know him?”

It’s a cry from her heart, a cry of holy jealousy, of longing. It’s as if she says, “Wait! You two have met him? You walk with him? You’ve seen him heal? Heard him preach? Had your lives changed because of him? You are his friends? You know him? I want to know him too!”

When was the last time someone asked me that? When was the last time someone asked you that?

What’s the big deal about baptism? Why do we do it? Isn’t it just some empty ritual? To answer that, it might be helpful to turn to Colossians 1:13. Paul writes, “He [God the Father] has delivered us from the dominion of darkness and transferred us to the kingdom of His beloved Son.”