We could debate this until the cows come home, however your interpretation reminds me of a story of a visiting preacher who discovered to his chagrin that not only had he forgotten to shave before he left his small town across the county, he had left his electric razor at home.
Being late on a Saturday afternoon, he asked the hosting preacher who could trim him up and shave him. The local preacher said “this is your lucky day, our choir director Grace runs a hair salon, she’ll be happy to help you out” so the visiting preacher headed over to Grace’s hair salon, where she gave him the best hair cut and shave he had ever experienced, he paid her, tipped generously, and proceeded to give a great sermon the next day that was well received, headed home, end of story.
Except: he noticed after 3 days that his stubble hadn’t even begun to come back in. On Friday, it was still as smooth as the day he was shaved. He called up the preacher he visited and told him of the strange event, and was told with a chuckle “oh c’mon now, you were shaved by Grace, once shaved, ALWAYS shaved!”
Have a good week FRiend.
That’s a great story! Thanks for the engagement, it was a pleasure. Have a splendid week!