Baptism in Christ
A choice you can always make
It’s never too late
Are you baptized? Or did you miss that ceremony as a child?
If it was like my baptism, you were an infant and don’t remember it. Does that make a “dedication” by your parents rather than a baptism for you into the family of God? Does it make a difference?
If you went through confirmation classes as a pre-teen and received your Holy Baptism at 12 or 13, you remember the occasion. But, was your confession of faith then done with the same understanding you would have if you confessed your faith and were baptized today?
My friend, Loleta, has always been a loving person. She has identified herself as a Christian for many years. But, she did not recall ever being baptized. She knows it was unlikely her parents had her “sprinkled” as an infant. So, in her enlightened “senior years,” God put it upon her heart to be baptized.
When my husband and I learned of her decision, we were thrilled. We asked her if we could attend the baptism ceremony.
“Why?” she asked. “Why would you want to travel so far to be here when I am baptized? Isn’t it just a private thing between God and me?”
“Because we love you!” we told her. “It is your PUBLIC acknowledgement of your faith. We are thrilled that you have decided to do this – and we want to be there to support you.”
We were not alone in our presence. Loleta had people from three states come to witness her baptism… and then we all celebrated together at a rental house in a lovely spot in southern California where we are sharing the time for awhile. The Holy Spirit is alive and well in this place!
Here are a few of the celebrants.
Do you remember your baptism?
Mine was a sprinkling as an infant.
I wonder if I would have the courage
to be “dunked” if the Holy Spirit nudged me
to do so today.
How about you?
Comments on: "Are You Baptized?" (5)
Wow congratulations Ms Loleta! I remember mine as a young adult fresh out of college.
I will share your congratulations with her. Thanks!
Great. You’re welcome.
Yes! I remember that day well! I was only nine years old and by the grace of God, He has sustained me all of these years. <3
We did a river baptism back in mid 90s. This was middle of April, San Luis Valley, with water coming off the snow banks. Our Pastor wore a wet suit, and the owners of the property had erected a bon fire for us to warm up afterwards. Never forget that.