Things Learned in the Water

Things learned by the members of our family during our Baptism Sunday:

Learned by Brayden during baptism:

The water in the baptismal is indeed warm, perhaps warmer than a bathtub, but getting out is stinking cold. And when wet, the baptismal robes weigh about fifty pounds apiece, so you just stand there shivering, too wet and heavy to really do anything about it, even with the nice fluffy towel they give you.

Learned by Kellen during baptism:

It doesn’t matter if you are indeed a 10-year old BOY, if you refuse to cut your hair, not one, not two, but THREE church workers will steer you towards the ladies’ changing room after your baptism. (Apparently the robes are fairly uni-sex.) Finally your dad will have to cut in and impersonate God, intoning, “Behold my SON, and let him accompany me to the men’s room, please!”

Learned by Kendrie during baptism:

Yes, the water in the baptismal is definitely deep enough to tread water, like your own personal swimming pool, much to your mother’s embarrassment, and no matter how many times she snaps her fingers at you, you will continue to giggle and tread because THAT’S what its all about.

Learned by Kristie during baptism:

The amount of time needed between the dunking, and the “looking like a raccoon with running eye makeup” phase ---- one blink.

Learned by Blaine during baptism:

That he has been saddled with a bunch of freaks for a family.


PS. As an aside, if anyone had told me twenty-seven years ago that the captain of my high school football team would one day be the senior pastor of my home church who would baptize me, my husband and my children, I would have said they were on crack. Actually, it was the early 80’s … so I probably would have said they were smoking a doobie. But still --- how small world is that? If you’re interested, here’s the quick video of the highlights of the FIRST 173 people baptized at our church, a few weeks ago. I’m really hoping my raccoon eyes don’t make an appearance in a second video.