series of blogs during Lent.
Each Wednesday she is going to write about a different aspect of her
She has invited other Bloggers to join her.
I'm gonna give it a shot.
This week it's on Baptism.
I was brought up in a faith tradition that practiced infant baptisms.
In recent years I have been attending a Baptist church and
have had the awesome opportunity to witness
While the joy of an infant baptism, welcoming that new
little one into the community of faith and
the acknowledgment from the congregation that
this child is now in their care cannot be diminished,
the impact of watching a grown man confess
all that Christ means to him
or the innocence of a young child professing their love for Jesus
absolutely overpowers me.
Both of my children were baptized twice.
Shanna both times as an infant,
Long story but as Big likes to say,
"We got her good and baptized."
Michael was baptized as an infant
and then a few years ago as a believer.
I was present for his first baptism but not his second.
I wish I could have been there.
I wish I could have heard his testimony.
But that moment had nothing to do with me.
It was between Michael and God.
What I do get to see is both my children living their
testimonies every day.
My heart rests in total peace.
Here's the link to
Giving Up On Perfect.