Not only did my two kids get baptized yesterday (praise the Lord), but my cousin’s daughter made that same choice a week or two ago. I prefer pool water, myself. Or clear creek water. However, a dirty cow tank and a cold baptistery is better than nothing!
My children had been talking about this moment for a long time. They have been studying and learning for years now about the Bible and what it means for them. We waited a little bit to make sure they understood things and were delighted when they made the final decision and told us they were ready.
Morgan was glad they cleaned the crickets out of the baptistery; but not so sure about the baptism zipper suits.
Kaden was not to happy about the heater being broken. He told Daddy he might die if he had to get all the way in that water. We joked that at least we would know he was going to heaven.
We followed up with some pizza and fellowship, and plan to truly enjoy the children’s first communion this coming Sunday at church. It is sad and yet wonderful to see your children growing up – but if they have to grow up, the best way is in the Lord.