I love those Sundays.
I love hearing what each person has to say about why they decided to get baptized.
Our pastor is good to let them speak their heart.
Which isn’t treating baptism like a checklist.
This isn’t a legalistic to-do.
It is a public expression of a very personal relationship with Jesus.
I have to keep the tissues handy.
Yesterday one of the little girls I have taught in Sunday school and VBS, announced that she felt a “pulling in her heart" and wanted her mom to call the pastor about getting baptized.
She is 7.
The pastor and the little girl talked over the phone and when the mom got back on the line, the pastor heard the little girl in the background yell,
“I’M GETTING BAPTIZED!!!!”
Isn’t that awesome?
Don’t you want that excitement?
A 6th grade boy, when asked by the youth pastor what he’d like to tell the congregation about his decision to accept Christ and also be baptized, said this:
“Don’t worry about me! I’m going to heaven when I die!”
He is 12.
Isn’t that so profoundly simple?
Don’t you want that kind of assurance?
“Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name, you are mine.”
His confident statement has made me think of fear.
In my bible study we are talking about David and how he became angry and afraid of the Lord when Uzzah was suddenly killed on the spot for mishandling the Ark of the Covenant.
As a result of Uzzah’s death,
David became “unwilling” the bible says,
to have anything to do with the ark.
So therefore, Obed-edom housed the ark for 3 months and his whole household was blessed.
(2 Samuel 6:6-11)
Someone posted this video on Facebook of these two foreign 70-year-old ladies flying in an airplane for the first time.
One was so completely fearful and full of anxiety that it is a bit shocking she was even willing to go. Her husband said they never were able to take vacations very far from home because of her fear of flying.
She had been “unwilling” to face her fear.
It was paralyzing.
The other woman, who did not previously know her flying companion, was a free-spirit, full of joy and laughter who had never even heard of the word turbulence.
Not fearful at all but still never flown on an airplane because her husband was terrified of heights and “unwilling" to fly.
Watch what happens:
Isn’t this fascinating?
Don’t you want that sense of awe
Who would you rather be in this duo?
I’m Team Ria all the way!
Anyone who laughs until
their belly hurts has my vote!
Do you think that her tears were in mourning of all her years of “unwillingness”?
And maybe the sting of embarrassment too?
I read in “Jesus Calling” this morning:
“The absolute certainty of your heavenly home give you Peace and Joy, to help you along your journey. You know that you will reach your home in My perfect timing: not one moment too soon or too late. Let the hope of heaven encourage you, as you walk along the path of Life with Me."
I have no idea of Ria or An's faith, but I can see their “willingness".
And I want some of that, don’t you?