Jared had wanted to be baptized too, but he no longer needs that.
After the events of this week and the weekend, it is ever more clear to me how much of a family our small church has become. And am I ever glad!!
Surprisingly, I also was baptized on Sunday morning. Growing up Methodist, I had been baptized as an infant and then "confirmed" in sixth grade. For the last few years, I've been thinking long and hard about being able to choose for myself that "outward and visible sign" of baptism by immersion. Yesterday morning, it all crystallized, and I stepped up to our church's
Okay, that's my weekend update. And now, we're going great guns at building the new deck and finishing the outside of our house. Because in a few months it will be on the market!
But that's another blog post . . .
- Catherine
1 comment:
I'm happy for you. I know baptism is one of those things denominations do differently but I was dunked as were my kids and you really do feel the symbolism of the washing away of the old. I'm glad your church family is clinging tightly together.
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